Yvm Daphne D52 Dad ^new^
Elias Thorne stared at the handwriting. It was his father’s—a jagged, aggressive scrawl that Elias hadn't seen in ten years, not since the stroke that had stolen the old man’s ability to speak or write. Yet, here was a package, postmarked yesterday, from a facility in Geneva.
In the quaint town of Ashwood, nestled between the rolling hills of a countryside that seemed untouched by time, there lived a man known to his close-knit community as D52 Dad. His real name was Elliot, but since his children had started calling him that as a jest, referring to his strict yet loving demeanor with a playful nod to his police radio call sign from his younger years, it stuck. Yvm Daphne D52 Dad