I Waited 4 Hours for My 6 Children to Arrive for My 60th, but the House Stayed Quiet – Until a Police Officer Handed Me a Note That Froze My Heart

Sarah whispered, “Grant.”

Eliza made a soft, broken sound. Caleb just stared.

Grant lifted both hands as if he were walking into a storm. “Okay. Before anyone murders me. Happy birthday, Mom.”

My mouth finally worked.

“What are you wearing?” I demanded.