Chapter 2
Dawn,
Hey There! Hows it going? I didn't expect to hear from you so soon. Yes, I will be sending you quite a few packages, so please keep a look out! I just wanted you to know how proud we all are of you and I promise my next letter will be longer. Remember, I understand why you joined; these people need help. I'm sorry theres not more I can do. I cried last nigth just remembering everything that happened. Good luck Dawn.
Love your sister,
M.A.
I wiped away a tear as I signed my initials. Of course, I'm crying. I'm Mary Ann Bruno. Dawn at war is very upsetting. The whole issue is upsetting. I'm happy that there are people out there making the world a safer place for Alma and Jake, my and Logan's young children. Yes, I married my grade school sweetheart. Go ahead, roll your eyes. Just know that hasn't been all great. Theres been some heartaches….Aside from the usual teenage love torment, breaks ups, Logan was almost killed in a car crash a few years ago. He still has the limp. Recently, almost ruined my marriage. Of course, I couldn't include this in my letter to Dawn. She has enough to deal with.
It was stupid really, now that I think about it. He was so charming and Logan didn't always come home at night. I was lonely. Well , at first it was just shameless flirting w/ a co-worker. I'm a P/T secretary (old habits die hard) at the ad firm in Lexington Kentucky. Logan and I moved here because of his promotion to Vice President of Marketing. Anyway, the man (his name was Bruce), was Logan's assistant. It never went further then holding hands and kissing. I got carried away. Logan found out when he caught us in the copying room. I thought it was the end.
Logan and I go to counseling. There, I learn to tell Logan how I'm feeling and he learns the importence of coming home at night. Oh, speaking of Logan, dinner doesn't cook itself!