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

been braver.

I don’t know.

and I think

No. Never.

do to my child what had been done

curl up with Aaron’s big wolf? I am pretty fri ggin’ traumatized. And now

howls long and low.

crying again.

steady stream of

closer. “I’m okay. I just

because he lays his head

the last letter. The

Leah,

So many where you are concerned. I’ve gambled with our company too

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