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No one was there.
There was only a small brown box on the welcome mat. There wasn’t a shipping label or a stamp, just a message in black marker across the top.
« I’ll get it, hon. »
« Happy Birthday, Brothers. »
My body went cold.
« Who is it? » Watson called from the kitchen.
« No one. »
I picked up the box. It was light, but something inside shifted.
Watson stepped into the hallway and read the words.
« Happy Birthday, Brothers. »
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