What A Kiss Is

Chapter Twenty-four

Two Months Later

Dad –

       Thanks again for making it all okay that I took off the way I did. Mom’s apartment is sold. I hate the thought of leaving that place, but there was no good way to live there either. I’m moving into my new apartment in the village tomorrow. Smaller. The place is barely two bedrooms and pretty much no kitchen, which suits me just fine. Amber insisted she needs her own room, and she’s still thinking about living in the dorms this year. Please talk her out of that.

       It’s not too far from here for Amber to get to NYU. Which brings me to my next point. I know I said I’d get to school, but the book I’m finishing about Mom comes out near the end of this semester (yeah, crazy rush) and that’s going to bring all sorts of craziness. Your lit agent hooked me up with another agent here I really like. I sent him the same two books I emailed to you, and he can’t wait to get started.

       I’m missing Amber so much. You can tell her I’m pathetic without her here. Sounds like she’ll be back next week.

       And seriously, Dad. You and Lynn need to get married already.

       Love you,

       Antony