Dear B, oh how things have turned out so suddenly. Yet it's only been a day. My sister attempted again. Dad caught her sneaking out and trying to buy drugs. So to get out of trouble she started blaming everyone, said this household was abusive, and swallowed Windex. I'm praying love. For you, for me, for my family. I'm hanging in there. I can't lose now, it's only been a day after all. But oh how I miss you. I wish you were here to hold me and comfort me so that I could pick up my sword again. Thankfully I'm strong and can pick myself up. I just tripped a little after all. My sister will most likely be sent to coastal harbor for as long as you're gone. I wonder if should tell you when I get an address from you or when you call.... I don't want you to worry... But I can't lie to you either... Hopefully you won't notice anything wrong... If I can hold it off, then I'll wait until you're back to say anything.... I'll pray about it too be sure though. I think praying is all I can do right now. Well I hope you're doing well love. How is it so far? Have you gotten into trouble for smiling? I hope not. I love you my moon. I'm waiting for you to come home soon.
Love,
M. Cannon
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