I saw that your driveway has one less car in it now. Did something happen?
I hope everything’s alright.
But anyway, I saw Mark today. He has to go back to school in a week and he’s freaking out.
He started crying when he saw me.
“Sub.”
I felt tears welling in my eyes.
“Yeah?”
“I don’t want to go back there.”
He took my hand and I stood next to him while he cried in his hospital bed.
“I know. I don’t either.”
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The Darlings of Suburbia
Teen FictionA story about a girl who sends letters to a neighbor.