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December 6th, 2016

Dear Gray,

I'm not particularly excited for the winter season. It just means I'll have to go through a Christmas without you, and many more to follow.

I'm thinking about flying to Paris with Ian over the holidays. I just can't stand the thought about opening presents under the Christmas tree, when we aren't cuddled together. Or the thought of you and Molly walking under mistletoe, and kissing for everyone to see. Besides, who knows... maybe I'll meet a cute boy in Paris.

I've also decided that if I die, I want you to have these. Seeing that I'm ancient, I'll probably pass before you. I guess it'll be a way for you to remember me after I'm gone.

I'll just make these a memory box of all the things that happened when we were so very young.

Much love,
Sister James.

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