Time Sent: Pre everything. Sometime in the 1940's
Sent From: Hazel's house in Seward
Notes: Friends, we're going straight off the deep end.
Dear Sammy,
I should've written to you sooner, but a lot of things have happened since I left. We moved to Alaska, to a little place called Seward. It's a pretty place, with mountains on one side and the ocean on the other, but it's always so cold and it stays dark all day in winter.
I miss New Orleans. I never thought I'd say this, but I even miss the school, even the bullies and the teachers. At least over there I had daylight and music and horses and mother wasn't so… twisted. She scares me sometimes but I'm worried about her at the same time, if that makes sense. And I miss you a lot.
I'm sorry for disappearing. I'm sorry for letting you take that diamond that day. I'm a cursed person, Sammy, the diamond won't give you anything but misery so throw it away, please, if it hasn't gotten to you yet.
I don't know if this letter will reach you, you might have moved away by now without me knowing. I just wanted you to know that the picnic we had together at the horse stables that day was the happiest day of my life. Thank you for being my friend and sticking up for me and giving me memories to cherish, God knows how much I need them these days.
Yours Truly,
Hazel Levesque
The letter never did reach Sammy. The envelope was returned to the little shack in Seward, a few days after Hazel and Marie Levesque mysteriously disappeared. It was slipped under the doorway and laid there, where it's sender could easily find it when she and her friends stopped by the house to rest, more than 70 years later.
