Kevin finds a box containing letters and legal papers hidden in his grandmother’s shabby sofa.
When the contents reveal a devastating truth about his family, the young boy is forced to make a life-changing decision.”I’m going to miss Granny,” Kevin whispered as he ran his fingers over the dark stain on Granny’s sofa.
He’d spilled juice on the old furniture once, but Granny had been more concerned about refilling his drink than the damage he’d done.
“Why mourn for an old trout who left you this junk?” Dad shook his head and kicked the sofa, snapping Kevin out of his thoughts. “This sofa isn’t junk. It’s Granny’s memory,” Kevin whispered…
Dad curled his lips in disgust.
“Have you forgotten she ratted me out to Social Services and how she tried to hand you over to that other family?”
“Those people aren’t too bad, and they let me come here for a few days because of Granny’s funeral.
I wish I didn’t need to go back…I want to live with you,” Kevin hung his head.”Cheer up, kiddo!” Dad let out a small chuckle and ruffled Kevin’s hair.
“We’ll figure it out!” Kevin smiled and stepped closer to Dad to hug him, but the man had already turned away.
Dad grabbed a drink from the fridge and sank into his armchair, watching TV on full blast. Kevin knew Dad wasn’t affectionate like Mom, but it still hurt him.
It was too much to bear—everything Kevin had been through—first losing Mom six months ago, and now Granny.Kevin sighed as he sat on Granny’s sofa.
Suddenly, he felt something—a pointy edge poking him in the back.
He prodded the seat with his hand and gasped. “There’s something inside!” he cried, but Dad was too engrossed in whatever he was watching to hear him.
Kevin turned away from Dad and lifted the sofa seat cushion, only to find a torn flap of material loosely sewn into place.
He hurriedly fetched a scissor from the kitchen and cut the stitches.
There was a box inside with two words written on it in bold: “For Kevin.”
Kevin smiled as he recognized Granny’s handwriting. When he opened the box, he found a sealed envelope and folded pages of legal documents. Then he saw a letter written by Granny.
“Dearest Kevin,” it began.
“I apologize for pressuring you while you’re so young, honey, but your future depends on you making a smart choice. Your father only returned for his inheritance.” Kevin glanced at Dad, who was still engrossed in the TV, before he continued reading.
A few months ago… “Linda? What are you doing here?” Jerry asked in a gruff voice as he opened his apartment door.
“I’m here to see Kevin.
Where is he?” she asked, trying not to choke on the stale alcohol stench of his breath.
“Uh, well, dunno. What day is it today?” “Tuesday!” She entered the apartment, horrified by the plastic container, unclean clothes, and empty glass bottles strewn across the floor.
“Have you been feeding him this?” she asked as she saw Jerry remove a microwaved dinner from the oven. “Good old mac and cheese.
Carbs and dairy. Good for growing and stuff,” he shrugged.”What about Kevin’s toys? I don’t see them anywhere.”
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