Chapter 110

I get through the rest of the letters. By the last one, I’m numb.

The tone changed, and I could mark the spiral my father

took in his latter years, perhaps an extension of the guilt he

couldn’t come to terms with.

Maybe I could’ve been sweeter when I visited. Maybe I

braver. Less

I don’t know.

drops to my stomach and

No. Never.

to my child what

it any wonder I’m so happy to curl up with Aaron’s big wolf? I am pretty fri ggin’ traumatized. And now that my father is dead, I’ll

howls long

I’m crying again.

of silent

I stroke his fur and snuggle closer. “I’m okay. I just have to process it all, so I can let it go.”

he lays his head back down.

the last letter. The one that

Leah,

made mistakes. So many where you are

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