It's been four years since Jamie passed away. I sat in Reverend Sullivan's house on the couch. یا to be مزید specific, my father in law's house. He and I talked for a bit about how I was accepted to medical school. Then all of a sudden he کہا to me.

"I have something for you." He left the room and came back with an envelope for me. It was addressed to me in Jamie's hand. "She wanted آپ to have this a few years after she passed." He explained. I handled the envelope carefully, it was a bit brown with age, but still neat and crisp. "I'll go make some لیمونیڈ, لمنڈ and give آپ some time to look at...