November 13th, 2018

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To Parker,

Parker what the hell?
This better be all a joke.

You and I have only been writing since March, you can't have begun to fall in love with me after only reviving a handful of letters, some sour patch kids, and a few leafs.

That's not how love works.

Or at least I don't think it is.

Wait one second I hear something outside.

Parker there's police at my door. Mom is answering the door.
I'm taking this darned pen and paper with me while I listen in.
You're my witness if they turn out to be evil people and murder mom.

Wait.

They're arresting mom.

I have to go.

From,
   Amelia

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