Dear Dean,
Last night I told Sam about the letters I was writing to you. He said "Hi." I hope you don't get too mad but he spent the night here. He's still here. He's helping me clean up. Did I tell you the police thought I was the one who cut your throat? I had to show them the letter. I still have that letter. I'm going to try to go out today. I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet though. Maybe JUst go for a walk. Well, I have to finish cleaning. I love you.
Love, Castiel
