They were eighteen when he wrote the letter. They were seventy-eight when she finally read it. Some words take a lifetime to find their way home.
Opal hadn’t thought about the old time capsule in sixty years. Back in 1965, when she was eighteen years old, her graduating class had buried a steel box behind the …
They were eighteen when he wrote the letter. They were seventy-eight when she finally read it. Some words take a lifetime to find their way home. Read More