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Chapter 1 Me and Darrel Sikes
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Why did I write them? Love letters to nobody, nobody who loved me back. They made me feel foolish and better at the same time. I didn't know where to mail them, so I just saved the letters in my desk.
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: j2 N4 B8 }( H! ^4 C, Z& }How are you, I miss you, I love you, I still love you, I'll always love you,+ x* x$ s- K8 G
( j- I4 j7 c& y1 q4 QSome times I wrote, when are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, So you’re never coming home, or are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, you can come home now. Sometimes I wrote, why didn’t you take me with you? 1 c2 Y' n2 o. H& C% }! h
I didn’t keep a very tidy desk.
$ S. l0 T$ w( w5 o* I6 b, F% i1 _ One day the letters poured out over my lap, me feet, my teacher’s feet. I got some of the letters back, but most of them went to the counselor. |
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