Heather tapped her pencil, trying to come up with what to say, how to say it. The night before the Marshall boys had surprised her, they had a gift for her, well, an idea of a gift for her, greater than anything they'd already given her. She sighed as she folded the letter and put it in an envelope. Biting her lip, she placed it in the mail box, and with a surge of excitement, she practically skipped back into the house.

In the Marshall home, Jeff, Craig, Andrew and Lily were furiously typing names into the computer. They had pictures that Heather had lent them when they scoured social media. They typed in everything they could possibly think of, they even tried ancestry websites, hoping it would lead them in the right direction.

A few days later, a 14 year old boy in Maine received a letter. He carefully peeled it open. It read:

We are going to find Jane. When we do, you too are taking a trip to Tennessee.

Love, Heather

Author's note: Super short chapter, because I felt it was fitting for this to be it's own chapter, but in doing so I created a very short chapter. I once read a book that had a four word chapter, so that makes me feel better. God Bless!