December 18th, 2009
Dear Trevor,
You are an astonishing son. An amazing son. A man, perhaps, at least for a few moments.
What can I say to you? You are as good as any man and better than most. If I could sleep, I would dream that in some small way, I helped. Even the possibility that I helped is enough to get me through today.
Tomorrow? Tomorrow, I think the boat is coming. That awful boat, covered in blood.
Dad
Dear Trevor,
You are an astonishing son. An amazing son. A man, perhaps, at least for a few moments.
What can I say to you? You are as good as any man and better than most. If I could sleep, I would dream that in some small way, I helped. Even the possibility that I helped is enough to get me through today.
Tomorrow? Tomorrow, I think the boat is coming. That awful boat, covered in blood.
Dad
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