"Mrs. Carlin-Davies?" A voice boomed from the other side of the door.

Ashley, whom was laying half asleep in her bed, gently picked her head up and looked at the clock. The bright red numbers flashed 9:18, also know as mail time in her unit of rehab.

"Coming!" Ashley half heartedly yelled as she cover herself with the black robe beside her bed. It was probably just another letter from her manager, Ethan, asking her if she was ok yet.

She opened the door slowly and reach her hand out for the envelope awaiting her. The buff, bald man handed her the letter, without looking twice at her, and walked to the room next door. Ashley looked down at the envelope and felt her heart leap with joy. It was from Spencer!

Ashley ran to sit on her bad. She hastily ripped the envelope, but careful enough to keep the inside contents undamaged. She carefully removed the pictures first and then the letter.

After reading what Spencer had wrote for what seemed like the millionth time, Ashley eagerly put the letter down to see the pictures. She loved them all but she had to admit, Spencer in her nurse costume was her favorite.

"Knock, Knock!" A voice called from the doorway of Ashley's room. She looked up to see Faith, the woman who's room was right next to hers. Faith was a recovering drug attic in her mid-40's and was so caring Ashley felt like she was the mother she never had.

Ashley jumped up, waving the letter and pictures in the. "Faith, she wrote!"

Faith grin grew wider as she walked farther in Ashley's room.

"What'd she say?" Faith questioned.

"She said she loved the poems I've been writing to her and she sent me some photos. Wanna see them?"

Faith couldn't help but to laugh at Ashley's reaction to the letter. It's like someone told a child that Christmas would be coming twice this year.

"I would love to." She responded.

Together they bother sat side by side on the bed and Ashley proudly held up the first picture.

"That is my wife Spencer," Ashley paused for Faith to get in her 'Oh she's gorgeous!' comment.

She pointed to the baby in Spencer's arms and said, "That's baby, Raife."

Faith responded with a drawn out 'Awww'.

"And that right there," Ashley said, pointing to Justin. "Is our oldest baby Justin."

There was a silence as Faith watched Ashley's longing gaze upon the photo. She really loved then and missed them so much it hurt.

"Your family is amazing, Ash." Faith quietly said.

Ashley snapped out of her trance and smiled.

"Yeah, they are."

Ashley put the picture down and picked the second one up.

"Isn't she really hot?" Ashley asked as she stared at the 'Naughty nurse' picture, again.

"Hell, yeah!" Faith agreed. "Can you say, MILF!"

Ashley laughed and showed her the last picture.

"My boys." Ashley said sadly. "Faith, I've been the worst mom."

Faith shook her head. "Ashley, I felt the same way too. But now you becoming a better person. A sober you!"

Ashley obviously didn't agree as she began to cry.

Dear Spencer,

You can't even begin to imagine how happy I am that you finally wrote back! I think I nearly had a heart attack when the letter arrived.

Thank you so much for the pictures. Justin and Raife are getting so big! Before we know it they'll be teenagers! And that picture of you was so sexy! I hope you had fun at Kyla's party! Tell her her theme this year is better than the Michael Jackson one. LOL, Remember that!

I know this letter isn't as long as my previously letters but I have to go to group counseling!

Lots of Love,

Ashley

P.S. I hope you like my pictures!

She attached two pictures. One was of her brand new tattoo on her right shoulder. In Script letters it had Justin and Raife's names. The second picture was of her cleavage. No she wasn't send a picture of her boobs to Spencer, she was showing her the other new tattoo that was on top of her heart near her left boob. It was a red heart with the words 'My heart belongs to Spencer' near it.