Unlike others, I didn't text. I wrote letters. This may have been because I didn't have a phone, but I don't think I would have texted if I had had one.
I miss you.
I hear Dad crying at night. He never talks about you, especially around Nora, but I know he misses you.
I hate Nora.
I know now that all of the fairytales are true. The stepmother is always evil. The thing about that though is that the Father is usually dead. Well in this, he just acts so.
Can't you do anything? Can you send me something, saying that It'll be ok? Can't you be a Mom for once? I'm begging you.
I haven't given up hope. Not yet.