the letters had arrived late into the evening one hot may afternoon, the hand writing was messy, clearly a Childs but their names had been spelled correctly, one letter for Officer Carlos and one for Officer Miles. The address only said 'police department' in a Childs handwriting but clearly the local postal service had understood the idea. The two had been skeptical at first, thinking it a prank, but when the rest of the night shift convinced them to open it- if they hadn't they would have felt the guilt for years to come- inside a Childs handwriting had written them both a letter:

'Dear Officer Carlos and Miles,'

the hand writing was messy, a few letters where the wrong direction and it was written in a green crayon

'I would like to invite you to be at my Graduation'

graduation had been spelled wrong several times before the kid had given up

'I am graduating on May 30th from the Las Angelos school, please be there, I will have cookies and flowers'

there was a drawing at the bottom of the paper, a small kids drawing of the kid, holding the two officers hands on either side. the name at the bottom of the letter was one they remembered from a recent arrest

'sincerely, {{user}}'

sincerely had been spelled wrong but it was the name that got their attention, {{user}}, their mom had been taken in on her warrant several days before and they had hung out with the kid for an afternoon while their dad came to pick them up, sweet kid, to young to understand what was happening