Letter #12
Megan,
Well, I’m going to do it. I’m going to ask where your urn is. I think I have the right to see it since you are my sister. I’m just going to need my boyfriend’s support because I’m a coward. Let’s hope things go ok. If you’re there, send me a sign. hit me baby, one more time! Sorry. Uh hehehehe…bye.
A
Letter #13
Hey, Grandma Loretta,
I’m crying again. I know you wouldn’t want me to be sad, but I just remember the times we’ve had together, and I’m sad we’ll never have those times again. I know you were in pain and I’m glad you’re at peace, and I feel selfish wishing you were still here. I don’t know what to do right now. I’m just so lost and scared. On a lighter note, don’t shoot me down if I steel that clock Mr. Bob made. It’s too cool to pass up. Sorry about that.
Love you forever,
Dolly
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