The Letter From Him.

Chapter 2

     Let me tell you a little about myself: my name is do you Delilah Johnson, I know, typical. I live in a small town in Alabama by the name of Hunter Valley. I am 22 years old, and I work at a coffee shop from 6am-1pm. My town is very small, so I know pretty much everyone. My best friend, Matthew, who I work with is 26 and we have known each other for as long as I can remember. I have a brother named Wes who is 26, but he moved to Georgia with his wife. I hate her, I don't know why, I just do. I also have a sister named Bea who is in California for college, she attends UCLA. My parents are in a nursing home in Georgia so they can be with my brother and his kids, their grandchildren. My mother, Barbra, is 67 and my father, Frank, is 69. I only see them on holidays, I sometimes call but only my father wants to talk to me because my mother has no clue who I am, due to the alzheimer's.
     I have lived with my aunt since I was 17, her name is Rosemary and she is 53. I could move out - I mean I have enough money to move out and finically stable, but she needs the company. Plus, we have a special relationship that I don't have with anyone els. We have so much fun together. Matthew loves her too.
     Then there is Anthony. The love of my life. We met when I first moved here, though we didn't start dating until I was 18. We were madly in love. We planned our entire future together, kids, house, wedding, all of it.
     About 1 year later, he got cancer, stage 3. He and I both thought he was going to get through it. Then around 2 months after he was diagnosed, his cancer went up to stage 4. I thought he was doing so good. Then my world cam crumbling down...