Tris & Four; The first year
Letters – Words: 111
His mother had always been a touché subject with him, more so now he knew she was alive and leader of the factionless. Sure she had made efforts to reconnect with him, however he was finding it difficult to forgive and forget. It was a dinner at Zeek's mother's that had sparked the topic in his head again. He figured now was as good of a time as any. When Tris went to brush her teeth he lifted the floor board under the kitchen table to revel a box. He retrieved the box and sat on the bed waiting for her to return.
"What's that?"
"Letters..." He sighs. "From my mother"