Author's Note: And thus began John's letters… Prepare yourself.


"Hey, Sherl. I know it's been a month already and I'm sorry I haven't written. I've just gotten settled over here and it's still chaos. There's not much to tell that you would want to hear but I know you would appreciate a letter so… Here we are.

Anyway, I hope you're doing better than I am.

Sometimes I wonder if you ever think of me. I think of you often… All the time, actually.

Sorry this letter isn't very long but we've not done much yet. I mean we went out the other day for not even an hour and nothing interesting happened. Nothing you would care about anyway. Don't do drugs and keep eating. You need it. The food, I mean.

I love you.

John."