A Strange Package

So I got home yesterday to find a pretty big package sitting in front of my door. Cool, I thought, a present for my birthday. I pulled the package into my house, got myself situated, and then took a closer look.

From a UPS Store in North Carolina. Huh. I don't have any relatives there, so that's a bit odd. No matter. My zeal for presents, which remains unchanged from my days as a young child, took over, so I opened the package without giving its shipping origin another thought.

Inside, I found what looked to be a large pile of old clothing. Quite perplexed, I reached under the first old pair of jeans and found a card with a small bulge in it. A birthday card was inside, "To our special son." Ok, I thought, maybe my parents uncovered some old clothes of mine, or even got a little weird on me and bought some used clothes somewhere. Or perhaps my grandmother is starting to feel the effects of old age, and this was the result of some early senility. Who knew. I opened up the card to find $60 and two little notes scribbled inside. One saying, "Love, Dad" and the other, "You're a special guy, Love, Michelle."

Michelle? What?!?! I was thoroughly confused. Am I an illegitimate child or something? Adopted? Who are these people? If I'm adopted, how do I look exactly like my sister Bethany? Perhaps we were both adopted.

As these irrational thoughts continued to race through my head, I remembered the small bulge in the envelope. Hoping for some more information to help me solve this mystery, I quickly tore the potential clue from its hiding place in the bottom of the envelope.

A class ring. Class of 2007.

Logan High School.

Is there an inscription or something?

Jonathan W. Hurst

A wave of relief washed over me, only to be quickly overcome with even more bewilderment.

So let me get this straight. There is another Jonathan Hurst. His parents (or at least father and mystery "Michelle") sent him old clothes, $60, and a class ring from a store in North Carolina. They clearly don't know exactly where he lives, somehow got my home address, thought it looked good enough to them even though the kid hasn't graduated from high school yet, and shipped the package off. AND, this imposter implausibly has a birthday the same week as I do.

Needless to say, I was (and still am) a bit creeped out. I suppose stranger things have happened, but it was all a bit surreal.