December 31st, 2011.
Dear Taco,
This letter isn’t going to relate to your last letter, but… I’m spending another birthday alone. Well, not all alone; I have my roommate. She’s basically the only friend (besides you and the dudes) I have. I mean alone as in family. Nobody’s called me or anything. It royally sucks.
This letter will be short because I don’t have much to say. All I need/want to say is this: here is my phone number. (xxx-xxx-xxxx.) We should call instead of write letters. I trust you enough to give you my number. Call me as soon as you get this, okay, Hime-Time?
Love,
Bluebird.
And as this book ends, ‘The Calls’ begins.
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