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Letter Twenty-Three; Ash

Luke cried when he got home. The first thing he did was look at my wrists.

He went upstairs and locked the door. He stayed up there a long time.

When he came down he had a suitcase. He said I'm trying to make you

better and it's not working. I think I'm the problem here. If I leave you'll

be better babe. I love you.

Then he left. I cut again. I fell asleep in the bathroom.

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