~before the funeral~
"Mom I think I'll drive myself to the funeral" I say as I reach for my moms keys. "You're riding with her parents right?"
"Yes sweets don't worry bout me!" She says with a faint smile on her face.
I grab my phone and the bundle of letters and walk out of the car.
"Shoot!" I scream as I drop my phone face first as I exit the car. As I reach for the bundle of letters I realize something. I'm not done. I'm not done writing to Rebecca. I will not stay sane if I can't talk to her through these letters. I leave all but one of the letters on the passenger seat.
YOU ARE READING
25 Letters
Roman pour Adolescents25 letters to show you how many pieces you've broken my heart into.
