Letters to family

We haven't spoken in three years. I rehearse the call in the shower. One day I'll actually dial. I love you. I'm just scared.

I know I was a hard kid. I get it now, holding my own. Thank you for not giving up the way I deserved.

— your daughter

Big brother — I copied everything you did because I thought you hung the moon. I never told you. You did. You still do.