« No, » I said. « I’m taking it to our room. I don’t want them opening some cruel joke in front of everyone. »
His face changed. He understood.
I closed our bedroom door and sat on the edge of the bed. For a minute, I stared at the box.
Then I opened it.
On top was a folded note.
« Dawn,
Please don’t show this to anyone until you finish reading.
Don’t trust Grandma. »
I stopped breathing.
Under the note was a hospital bracelet.