Letter #675
Skylenna
Dear Kane,
It’s been a long week of temper tantrums from Sapphire.
She’s only four years old, but her mean streak is dramatically advanced.
And the cruel things she’s said to me? I didn’t know a child could have such strong opinions.
Last night she told me she wished I was in the coma instead of you.
I just looked at her red face and nodded with tears pooling in my eyes. “Me too, baby. Me too.”
Sometimes I watch these meltdowns, though, and want to laugh. The thought of you attempting to quell the theatrical outbursts and trying to keep your composure is hilarious. And don’t get me started about the thought of Dessin trying his luck with her.
We had a good day though. I took Krimson and Sapphire to a small farm in the Bear Traps. They held chickens, milked a cow, and held baby goats. Sapphire held my hand for half of the trip.
I wish you could have seen it. I was so happy.
I’m working so hard to take care of your babies, honey. I put everything I have into loving them, caring for them, never letting them see me cry over your absence.
I hope I’m making you proud.
I love you still.
Sincerely,
Your Soulmate,
Skylenna