From Noa & Kayce
From Noa
Hi.
Idon’t know what to write here.
Everything is wrong, and the world is ugly.
You were supposed to come back from your vacation after learning how to surf.
Instead, you got kidnapped and hurt. Maybe you’ll die. But if you’re reading this, I was wrong about the last part.
I hope I’m wrong about the last part.
Please let me be wrong.
Fuck the world.
Noa
From KC
Hello, little Tenley.
No words can describe how worried we are. Much like Noa, I don’t really know what to write to you. It took me three days just to produce these sad little words. But I figured, I’m better at being productive, so I took Noa shopping yesterday.
When River and Reese bring you back, you’ll see three boxes on your doorstep.
Inside, you will find new pajamas, way too much candy that Noa picked out, gift codes for all the streaming services we could find, more ramen cups than Reese will approve of, gift cards from DoorDash and Uber Eats, what Noa called a few “mandatory Squishmallows,” a blanket the size of a house, and plenty of treats for your dogs.
We wish you all the comfort in the world, sweet boy.
Much love,
KC and Noa