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Chapter 1 Me and Darrel Sikes* G, @% T. O8 l
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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.- L# Q, Y1 }( M' X* i
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Dear Daddy,. u% H) P7 W8 U! V; r3 R
How are you, I miss you, I love you, I still love you, I'll always love you,5 G2 g0 L# P1 M: v r$ [, v% Q
3 v) r/ X8 s# FSome 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?
' s7 G, g) N4 Z. ~: M, E I didn’t keep a very tidy desk.
$ E" L; L0 m I W 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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