Day 147
Dear Fitzy,
Today I’ve been gone 147 days.
I know I haven’t written in a while. I don’t have much to say other than without Sarah—without someone to remind me I matter—I’ve realized maybe I’m where I belong. Maybe I’ll be better one day.
I wonder if you’ll like the new me.
Maybe you’ll never know her.
Rebels Only.
Parker
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