My Little Sister Gave Away Her Lunch Money to Buy a Lonely Boy at the Hospital a Birthday Cake – The Next Morning, We Found a Black Balloon Attached to a Red Box on Our Lawn

remember me.”

I turned the tin over. The old label was still there: Della’s first name, our address, and my phone number.

“That’s how they found us,” I said.

Della opened the tin.

“Syd. It’s full.”

The tin that had once contained $11.40 was now packed with bills and coins.

My hands shook as I unfolded Tobias’s note.

“Della came to my window every day,” I continue reading …