Janitor Finds Gym Floor Filled With Umbrellas, Then Reads the Note Left for Him

“What is all this?” he asked, still holding his keys mid-air. Emily stepped forward, smiling nervously. “It’s for you,” she said. “All of it.” He glanced around again, trying to make sense of her words. She nodded toward the center of the gym. “We left something for you in the middle.” Miguel squinted. There, one umbrella stood apart. Bright yellow.