Dear Edmund:
I'm sorry for being so quiet, I can't help it. But it was the reason that we didn't talk, because I wanted to, I just want you to know that. But when we both leaned our elbows on the armrest, and our arms oh so slightly touched, I didn't want to talk. I just wanted to stay there, even though I was shaking. And I wanted you to stay there, even though I knew you would notice. And you did. You stayed. Thank you Edmund, for staying.
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Letters to Edmund
Non-Fiction"Letters to you, even though you'll never get them" (This book is like a diary for me, everything that happens actually happens for real, so please respect my work and the characters because they are real people)
