With a young son who cries more than he smiles, a house in a frontier town plagued by violence, a job that all but guarantees heartache, and a death certificate for his first wife, Sheriff Aaron Hotchner cannot imagine anyone wanting to marry him. B...
I have included an unaltered photograph of myself. Please consider this proof of my strong desire to continue writing to you. I would love to know what you and Jack look like. He sounds like a very clever boy. If counting to one hundred becomes tiresome, I recommend counting backward by various intervals. When my mind wishes to wander from the work my hands are doing, I start at intervals of two and continue from there. I find it keeps me focused.
I am relieved that my words found you as I intended them to. It is good to know that you support others being honest, even if their words are difficult to hear or, in my case, inelegantly said. I consider honesty a virtue, though I confess I am unaccustomed to speaking my mind aloud. I was raised to believe ladies are to be seen and not heard. It was not a lesson that came easily to me, but it is now second nature.
Your sister-in-law sounds wonderful. Are you two close? I have three older brothers, but we lost contact many years ago. The youngest of them, Virgil, was dear to my heart, though I suspect I caused him to feel annoyance more often than love. Such is the natural talent of a baby sister.
Words cannot express how my heart broke when I read your previous letter. Please let the tear stains on this page suffice, as I fear attempting to verbalize my feelings will only result in hollow platitudes. In my experience, the words of others when we are mourning never seem to be enough.
You said you enjoy statements with evidence, so allow me to present one: you are doing everything anyone could ask of you. Life does not promise us safety, comfort, or love. Yet you have done all you can to provide those for your son. My only fear is that no one has provided those to you in far too long. You deserve to know them, too.
I know you seek for Jack a woman who will love him fiercely. But what do you seek for yourself?
Sincerely,
Victoria Beauregard
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