Dear Sister,
It must seem strange that I am writing to you again. My last letter was intended to close the door between us. I will admit to myself that you have likely already done that.
I know that I am giving in to my own selfishness. Perhaps I will not even post this. But I have such a need to speak with you. We spent so little time together, and so little was ever said. But I feel such a connection to you. I will not ask any more from you than you are willing to give. To live without your friendship will be a great loss in my life.
Could you do that? Could you let me in as your friend? I realize that I am asking a great deal of you. And I fear that your sense of duty to God's children might compel you to accept my request.
Here, I seem to have resorted to guilt. Addressing your compassionate heart to stay even in the periphery of your life.
Your devoted friend,
P. Turner