Beneath that was a manila folder containing legal paperwork, letters, and a single journal page.
I sat down on the cold floor and opened the envelope.
“Clover,
If you’re reading this, it means Frank kept his promise. I asked him not to tell you until I was gone. I didn’t want you carrying this while you still had me. Frank used to work with me, and I always said he’d outlive us all…
I never lied to you, kiddo. But I didn’t tell you everything.
Inside was a sealed envelope.
Your mom died in a car accident, yes — but she wasn’t just out running errands. She was driving to meet me. We were going to sign the guardianship paperwork that day. You know… to make it official.
But she panicked.
