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Chapter 1 Me and Darrel Sikes$ q ^) \( W$ I) P C
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Why did I write them? Love letters to nobody, nobody who loved me back. They made me feel foolish and better at the same time. I didn't know where to mail them, so I just saved the letters in my desk.
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Dear Daddy,: ?3 }# c; v1 o' T
How are you, I miss you, I love you, I still love you, I'll always love you,/ P3 v; S& h' w5 N! y7 @
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Some times I wrote, when are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, So you’re never coming home, or are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, you can come home now. Sometimes I wrote, why didn’t you take me with you?
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) {: i# w5 X7 i, \6 A- D2 g One day the letters poured out over my lap, me feet, my teacher’s feet. I got some of the letters back, but most of them went to the counselor. |
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