A blistering wind entered the attic through a triangular crack in the window. A crack that has been there since Tommy was a child. He remembered the feeling of dread that came with it as his makeshift spear broke through. He never did tell Don, his dad, though he wondered why it was never fixed. Regret filled him as he watched tendrils of snow dance about on the floor. A strong gust blew the snow inward, toward a large trunk in the center of the attic. This sole object took up more space than it should in the otherwise bare room. Larger than life Don. Larger than life trunk. The rest of the house had been cleared over the last several days. This was all that was left. A trunk with yellowed envelopes seeping out of its confinement. Tommy opened the trunk. A letter fell to the wooden floor. His name was written on it in scrawling, tight letters. There was a date where the return address would go. No address underneath his name either. He hadn't talked to Don in at least twenty years. He couldn't imagine what was written behind the yellow encasing envelope walls. The dates on the envelopes on top seemed to be most recent. Though the one he held was dated three years ago. Out of curiosity, he rifled through them to get to the bottom. The letter he drew out of the depths was dated twenty years or so ago. His dad had been writing him letters - without sending them. He imagined he never knew where Tommy lived. It broke his heart to see all these letters he had never received. The grief of their estrangement must have been profound to cause such prolific writing. He seemed to have stopped three years ago. Tommy knew that Don had some mental health struggles toward the end. Were the two connected? He opened the letter he freed from the cold bottom of the trunk. It spoke much about how Don had missed his birthday. How he wished he had been there to celebrate. It ended in a sorrowful goodbye. Don didn't blame his mom, he just wished things had been different. Another letter opened. This one from the top. It was more of the same but this time wondering about how Tommy was doing. What career path he chose. A tearful goodbye at the end. Tommy collapsed to his knees. His father had lived twenty years without seeing him. He grieved this whole time. Tommy whispered his own tearful goodbye.