"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I know I never really got to know you since you passed when I was only a few months old but I miss you even though I don’t remember you. Dad was really messed up after you died; it changed him or ,well, that’s what my mom tells me, how he acted after was one of the reasons they split up actually. I’ve never lived with my dad before, after they split I was always with my mom and it’s been that way for 15 years until just recently. Now that I had to move up here with him it’s not great, I mean there are good days and maybe it’s everything else but I miss home and I don’t know what to do. I was always told you were the best listener and with advice so I wish you were still around to help me. I’m struggling right now, for the first time my grades are dropping and I’ve stopped caring about myself, nothing is going my way and I’m scared because I’m completely lost and I can’t bring myself to talk about it with anyone. I guess I got that from you huh? It’s the strangest thing ya know, I’m not too sure how much I believe in all that bible stuff recently but sometimes I swear it’s like you’re watching over me like a guardian angel, I know that sounds corny but it’s true. I just wish I could’ve met you like really got to know you. Maybe if I had I wouldn’t be so worried that I’m disappointing you every day.