The letters came in and Mark opened them while I brushed my teeth. "Jack, you made it in!" He shouts and I hear him rustle for his. I cross my fingers.
Please get in.
Silence.
I rinse my mouth. "Mark? Did you open yours?" He's staring at the paper. I look over his shoulder and silently read. "You got in, Mark." I tell him softly and he looks at me with glassy eyes. "I did it." I hug him tight and soothe him.
He did it.
My little Markeu got in.
I knew you could do it Mark.
