My heart accelerated again.
What is it?
Lisa looked at her brothers and sisters.
None said anything.
Then he extended the letter to me.
There was a name written on the front.
A name I hadn’t seen written in over thirty years.
I immediately recognized the lyrics.
Where did you find this?
“I was hiding in Grandma’s stuff.
Lisa’s eyes filled with tears.
Then he said something that completely made the relief he had felt disappear only a few seconds before.
“Mom… Grandma made us promise the six that we would never tell you any of this while she was alive.
I looked at my children.
The six already knew what was inside that letter.
I was the only person in the room who didn’t know.
And when I finally opened it and read the first sentence, I understood why none of them had wanted to tell me. 
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I looked at the first sentence until the words started to become blurred.
Then I read it again.
Margaret, Rebecca didn’t die.
I felt like the ground disappeared under my feet.
“No,” I whispered.
Lisa immediately took me by the arm.
“Mom…
Who gave you this?
No one answered.
I looked at the name written on the envelope again.
Rebecca.
I hadn’t spoken that name in decades.
I was seventeen when I was first pregnant.
George and I were young, we were scared and completely unprepared, but I already loved that one baby. I had chosen her name months before she was born.
Rebecca.
But after childbirth, my mother told me there had been complications.
He told me my daughter was dead.
I never got to see her.
At the time, young women were expected to accept what adults and doctors told them. I was devastated, but over time I buried that pain somewhere deep inside me.
Years later, George and I got married.
Then our six children arrived.
Life became so intense that Rebecca gradually became a silent name, rather than speaking it out loud.
Now, seventy-two years later, that name was in my hands.
