On the kitchen table, I found my cup of coffee and slice of apple pie, both of them somehow still steaming hot. Next to them were three gift-wrapped presents, along with a sealed envelope with my name on it. The letter inside it read: Belle, Happy birthday from the three of us. Eddie, Jacek, and Sawyer P.S. We’re also giving you a key to our house for daytime, or anytime. No pressure.
