Between us, we have two parents. My dad died of a stroke three years ago. It was really hard on my mom and my siblings. My brother doesn't even visit us anymore.
I'm not going to say I'm sorry about your mom. I mean, I am, I just think that you've probably heard enough of it.
You know how weird we are? We talk to each other through a book, in a day and age where cellphones and email addresses are given to preschoolers. And we don't know anything about each other, yet we're spilling our life stories. I guess there's a certain amount of courage in anonymity.
Cassidy
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Meeting in the Margins
Short StoryCassidy and Drex are strangers. They've never met, they don't know the other's last names, and they don't know the other's age. But they share one thing in common. They converse through the pages of an English classic at the town library. The pair's...
