Okay, I definitely wasn't expecting you to reply to me.
First of all, how was your day, Nate? Or should I say Nathaniel, pretty neat name for a football player.
I'm kidding, no I'm not. Whatever.
I feel like since you told me your entire name, I might as well give you an initial of mine...
Don't get me wrong, I'd love to tell you my entire name, I'm just afraid of the outcome...how you would see me...and you get the gist.
All I can say is that there is an E in my name.
"Leon getting bold, are we?" Cece broke me out of my chain of thought.
"Whatever, Cece." I returned to writing.
As I was saying, that's all I'll tell you for now.
Maybe when I'm ready you'll know more.
So I'm curious Nate..who are you really? I know there's more to thatsheltered exterior.
There has to be more.
Not saying you're bad or anything but..I know everyone has something more to them. Has a side they never show people.
Well....you may never show me that side. But it doesn't matter. You don't have to, you'll probably be disgusted when you find out who I am.
I don't know if I'll continue getting letters from you, but I'll continue going to the garden. Maybe my Eden (you) will be there.
Till the next time, my Eden.
If you didn't know, that's my nickname for you. I'm an idiot I know.
Signing Out,
J
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