Dear Adelea

"Like the true wild child you have always been you agreed with no hesitations. I could have kidnapped you or raped you or murdered you. I didn't though. Instead I gave you a pack of cigarettes from the glove box in my car and led you to the designated smoking area behind the parking lot. We talked. It was mostly me asking you questions and you giving short and thorough responses between drags because that is how you were. You were quick to the point but you told it all how it was. It was another thing I loved about you from the beginning."

A tragic love story in the form of letters to Adelea