Chapter
March 7, 1999
Dear Sam,
That’s great news about Big C! That night at Dexter’s, even though I had no clue who he was to you, he seemed like a friend. You’ll have to tell me all about it!
You are going to crack up when you hear this! I know that you hate pop music. I went and saw NSYNC in concert! I’m sorry, but I love them. Nate got me tickets as an anniversary gift. Front row!! It was insane! You’re laughing right now, aren’t you? I can totally see your face in my head. You’re rolling your eyes and smirking at the same time. If I was right beside you, you would have started to jokingly make fun of me because I like a band that is supposed to be for teenage girls. I’m right, huh?
Sometimes, I sit back and wonder if you’ve changed at all. You seemed the same at Dexter’s, but that has been almost two years now. Do you still like to watch Friends, Frasier, and ER? Do you still like country music and Michael Bolton? Do you still smell the same?
WOW! It just dawned on me that we have been writing for almost two years. Time flies when it’s spent with those you care about.
Love, Maria