“While I Was Deployed, She Confessed to Taking My Money — I Thanked Her”

script, dated one week before she died.

“I never knew this was here,” he said quietly, handing it to me. “Janet must have hidden it. Or maybe I just never looked.”

My hands trembled as I opened the envelope, carefully unfolding the letter inside:

“My dearest Rose,

If you’re reading this, I’m gone, and you’re facing a world without me in it. I wish I could continue reading …