I finally cried in the silence of that house because my body finally realized that the fight was over and I had survived the war. I used the money to fix the porch and start the physical therapy that I had been putting off for far too many years.

Jim and Gwen both checked in on me over the next few months while my brother sent a text asking to come by the house. My mother sent nothing at all but I eventually found a second sealed envelope with my name on it hidden in a desk drawer.

THE END.