8/24
Dear Nezumi,
This past week has not been easy for me, Mom is steadily getting worse and I don't know what to do. Steadily she is getting weaker along with me. I'm not the person you knew me to be, I seem to be drowning in myself. If you were here I'd bet you'd say something like "Just swim!". I'm trying, I promise. Mom says "Hi" by the way and that she wishes she got the chance to meet you in person, I wish you had too. You two would've gotten along nicely I think.
I saw a rat the other day and it reminded me of you, of the actual rats too. It's been so long I don't even remember their names. In fact I haven't had the best memory as of late. I can hardly remember the color of your eyes, or of your countless books that fascinated me. I do remember dancing with you, it's far too sappy for me to forget. My heart was beating like crazy at that, I'm surprised you couldn't hear it. I even remember my stomach doing flips when you brought me into your arms. I think that's the first and last time I ever danced, perhaps I should try it on my own sometime? I'd look so goofy! You'd probably get a laugh over watching me, it'd be worth it though to hear you laugh again. I have to go, but I'll write when I can.
With Love,
Shion
