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Nov. 20, 1999
Dear Maria,
Let me start off by saying this. The world isn’t going to end. The clocks will flip over and nothing will happen. Mark my words.
I wish you would have come up to me. It would have been okay. And I’m not mad at you. Even when I felt like I was mad at you before, I don’t think I ever really was.
Do you and Nate have any plans for the next few months? Nothing on the books for me. More than likely, I will just still be at school, still working, still studying. Pretty boring stuff.
I get what you mean. Seeing you that night and once I saw Nate leave, there was no stopping me from going over to you. I still regret the way the night ended. I’ll always regret it.
Yours, Sam
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