Brian came home and grabbed his mail out of the box. He was surprised to see a letter from Libby Clarks, an old acquaintance from college and the only woman other than Lindsay that he'd ever fucked.
He sat on the couch and tore open the envelope, he sat back and began to read.
Dearest Brian,
I know you're wondering why after all this time I've contacted you. The truth, I'm dying Brian, I've been diagnosed with HIV after a former boyfriend left me a little surprise. Hell, a curse would be more like it. The reason I'm writing you is hard for me, after our one night of sex I found out I was pregnant. I'm sorry I never told you, but I didn't think after your childhood, that you'd want a child. Katie is my life, she was born on August 3rd, 1993. She looks just like you. Her full name, is Kaitlyn Brianna Kinney.
Please forgive me for not telling you, you are listed as her father on her Birth Certificate, and she is definitely your daughter. I can't take care of her anymore Bri, I refuse to allow her to see me sick. I don't want that for her. Please, if you are the man you used to be, take her and raise her as you should have had the chance to all along. She knows you are her father, and she knows I didn't tell you. I never wanted to hurt her, but I have. Forgive me if you can, but love her as she is precious. I will be awaiting your answer.
Love always,
Libby.
