December 20th, 2013
I promised myself that I would send the letters from Tiana and I to you as soon as she finished hers, but that happened four days ago and for some reason I can’t bring myself to seal and send these off. Maybe it’s because I still feel like there’s more to say to you? I’m not entirely sure, but I figured I would just write more. I also asked Bo and Beth to write letters for you, so I’m waiting for them to send me theirs so I can pass them on your way. Continue reading
There is nothing special about Laurie Lane.
All the little white houses are on one side of the street, all cramped together in a single file with no elbow room. The fences that divide yard from yard are practically nonexistent. The view from one window often looks into a room in the house next door. The poor buildings must not even be able to breathe. Continue reading
There are days when I don’t mind being alone, and then there are days when I remember what my family was like. Continue reading
I couldn’t imagine for the life of me why it was taking Val so long inside the grocery store.
But then she showed up with a plant. Continue reading