Chapter
Jan. 19, 1999
Dear Maria,
I’m surprised you don’t hate me. I’ve let another four months go by without writing. I’m so sorry.
So, about Nate. I won’t ask the question I’m dying to ask because of the rule. The rule I made. I’m so stupid. Anyway, all I’ll say is, I hope you and Nate are doing okay. What bothered me the most about your letter, though, is your unwillingness to put yourself and your feelings first. You have always been that way, Maria. Please don’t do that to yourself. I mean, that’s why you lost me in the first place. You let one relationship go because of your dad. Don’t stay in another one because of him.
I’m going to change the subject. School is kicking my butt. It’s so much harder than I thought it was going to be. I’m burned out. I know that it will be worth it in the end, but man. I am beat.
I promise to write more often. One other thing, Big C is getting married. It’s the same girl that he’s been dating. The one Ricky was supposed to introduce to me. Maybe now, I will find out what his real name is. I have a clue, but I really don’t know.
Sincerely, Sam