So Toby came in from playing in the yard crying today.
When I asked him what was wrong he just handed me a slip of paper that he found on the side of the mailbox:
“I know it’s none of my business, but I’m sorry about your aunt. Maybe it’s better she went this way.”
I asked Toby if he saw who put it there.
He said no before walking into his room and slamming the door.