The Cartel's Next Lie

Letter #6

Delia—

They’re teaching me how to fight.

I’m bad at it.

You would enjoy that. You always liked it when I was bad at things first, because then you could be smug for three whole minutes before helping me.

I wonder who taught you. I wonder if they were kind.

That question makes me want to break something because I already know the answer is probably no.

I don’t know which one of us was worse off.

Maybe that’s the ugliest part, and we don’t get to compare our pain and decide which is bigger or worse or somehow…more.

And that really fucking pisses me off.