Dear Annie,
When he's old enough, give him my trident, and tell him my story. I wish I could be there to see him. Tell him he has my charm. I look down on you guys all the time. Our son might have my looks and charms, but he has your strength. I can tell already. Stay strong, Annie Odair. One day you will join me again, when you're old and gray of course. You will still be beautiful, though. P.S: Forgive me love, for leaving you guys before it was my time.
Just remember this: I will be in every ocean wave that washes through your feet. When you hear the ocean breeze whispering through your ears, thats me calling your name. Tell little Finnick Jr. that too. If you want, show him this letter. I love you two more than anything. I miss you a whole lot Annie.
Love you,
Finnick