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I'm sorry that I am making you upset, but I can't tell you who I am. Not yet at least. I'm not ready. And I know that you have been enjoying my letters. I am watching.

-B

P.s. You wrote me back and I died inside

Sam giggled at the last line and felt tingles inside his body. He read the first paragraph again and felt his smile fade a small bit.

"So do you know who they are yet?" Tara asked with a hopeful smile. "No." Sam shook his head with a sigh. "He's still not telling me." He added. "How do you know it's a boy?" Katrina asked as she read the note. "I don't know. I just have a feeling."

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