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Hey, Soph.
It's Fitz. Keefe was telling us how he wrote to you in letters, and I thought hey, why not? I miss you. It's been boring, quiet without you, really.
I don't know if you're reading this, and I certainly don't know if you even are around at all. It's therapeutic to write to you, to cling to a hope that maybe you visit.
See you again.
-Fitz Vacker, 9/24/38 (Three years after your death)
What's up, Foster?
I got a dog! He's cute and very hairy, and although dogs are typical human pets, I'm not sure how. The thing slobbers on me constantly, and I'm seriously considering taking him back. But I think he knows that if you were around, I couldn't even consider the option because you would have loved him.
I named him Aspen, for his fur is all white and I thought he seemed like an Aspen. I think he likes the name too.
He's dying to meet you, so come visit!
-Keefe Sencen, 1/1/39 (Four years after your death)
Morning, Sophie~
Aspen is sick.
I got up this morning and he was laying under the bed, and he wasn't breathing right and wouldn't move.
He's not old. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm going to ask around today.
Come and visit, maybe Aspen will get up again.
Keefe Sencen, 3/4/41 (6 years after your death)
Hello, Foster!
It's a magical day today, with plenty of rain, and just a hint of thunder and lots of rainbows. Wish you could see it, it's so amazing- just like you.
Now, I'm sure you're rolling your eyes and scoffing, but I always was the flirt of the two of us.
I love you, and miss you.
Keefe Sencen, 6/29/46 (11 years after your death)
Sorry this is so late! I've been busy lately, but I'm back now and ready to update. Part three will be out soon.
Bug out!