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Chapter 1 Me and Darrel Sikes
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Why did I write them? Love letters to nobody, nobody who loved me back. They made me feel foolish and better at the same time. I didn't know where to mail them, so I just saved the letters in my desk.$ \- e9 s3 ^; F+ G# m: h Y5 k: A. N5 h
( l% i& M% y, z" C# k* iDear Daddy,
5 j. B0 u& k% f! v( }& THow are you, I miss you, I love you, I still love you, I'll always love you,
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Some times I wrote, when are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, So you’re never coming home, or are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, you can come home now. Sometimes I wrote, why didn’t you take me with you?
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$ F- W0 ?: P" I$ W7 z One day the letters poured out over my lap, me feet, my teacher’s feet. I got some of the letters back, but most of them went to the counselor. |
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