Inside were three folded pages.
The first sentence nearly broke me.
My dearest Daniel, if you’re reading this, then there are things I should have found the courage to tell you while I was alive.
I stopped.
My vision blurred.
I could almost hear her voice.
I remembered the way she used to sit cross-legged on our bed, reading novels with a pencil tucked behind her ear.
The way she laughed when Lily called her “the smartest mommy in the universe.”
The way she held my face in both hands whenever I doubted myself.
I wiped my eyes and continued.
Nora explained how she had discovered the disputed research.
How she had contacted Grandma.
How she had spent years developing her own technology.
She admitted that she’d known who I was when we met.
But she insisted that the decision to approach me had nothing to do with business.
