Dear Wrenbird,
So, I tried to take you fishing today.
“Tried” being the operative word here.
Why didn't you tell me you hated worms?
My mom nearly had a heart attack when I came home still soaked from the lake.
Of course, now she's worried I might get another cold.
This is your fault.
Of course, you were pretty cute when you resurfaced.
Well, damn.
Now I wish I could kiss you again.
How did I get so lucky?
June 1,
Koda
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Letters from a Comatose Patient
Teen Fiction❝Dear Wren, I miss your laugh.❞ In which Koda writes to Wren with no intention of ever giving his letters to her.
