Dear Best Friend,
Your mother came back. She told me other things. She told me how you talked about me when you came at home. How your whole family knew me better than I did myself.
Your mother told me that I didn't betray you. That you saw right through my guard.
I was so happy when I heard it. The guilt went away, Shawna.
But then I cried again. Because I was relieved but also because you are dead.
Please come back. I can't bear to cry anymore.
Lots of love,
Riley.
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Lots Of Love, Riley.
Short StoryIn which Riley writes letters to her best friend, knowing full well that the favour would never be returned.
