The envelope
That night, Dylan’s mother, Bianca came home from work. It had been a long day filled with meetings. She had been looking forward to getting home, laying on the couch, and not doing anything for the rest of the day. She might even order a pizza; her son was working that night.
Once she got home she noticed an envelope on the dinner table. Dylan was already at work, so she was home alone. She hung up her jacket on the coatrack and walked toward the envelope. She turned on the light above the kitchen table and saw two words on the envelope: “Sorry mom.”
Bianca opened the envelope…