Dear Nina,

March 29

Dear, Angel

Challenge accepted. I am on a school bus (sorry for bad hand writing) It is before school, in the green leather seats, all the students are either asleep or doing last minute homework. The sun is slowly rising, inching over the trees and consuming the spaces not covered by shadow and trash. Causing some of the students to turn off their lights, and others to wake. A few kids enter the bus doors, the cold air sweeping around the ground, the chills run up my back and make me shiver. As the bus creeps closer to school, the dread of the children fills the air until it is all you can feel.

Done.

Any way, yeah, it's super weird you ended up in the most boring place. But if it is for the greater good of your dad, I think things will look up. 

I'm sure your mom wouldn't leave you with your dad like that. If she did, I wouldn't blame her. I don't think I would be able to compose myself if my spouse acted like that toward me. But she is your mom. I don't have anywhere to stand on the matter.

About the socal problem, are there any other people at the clinic that have parents with issues? I'm sure they would love to talk to you, and I feel like you could talk better with people who are right in front of you! It's always easier to talk to someone verbally, like you say all the time! "I don't like language arts because you have to talk to a piece of paper instead of people! Waaa!! Waaa!!" Remember?
I think that's not a good way to look at it, but hey, you also think math is the most accurate copy of human interaction. Even though it's numbers...

Anyways, I can't wait for you to tell me all the crazy sights in Augusta!

With more love, Nina

(Yes, I'll try not to keel over and die from stress. Thank you.)