The message was dated eighteen years earlier. It mentioned an emergency involving two newborn boys and instructed my husband never to reveal what had happened without first speaking to the hospital administrator. I immediately called Mike.
When he answered, I asked whether he knew anything about the documents. His silence was frightening. Finally, he admitted that he had received a mysterious letter years ago but had never understood its significance. “Don’t do anything until I get home,” he warned. Before I could ask another question, Luke showed me a second envelope containing a hospital identification bracelet.
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