"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

Hey mom, I miss you. It’s been about a year and a half since you passed. I’ve thought about you every day, thinking about all of the good times we’ve had. I loved it when we had our little movie dates, or make dinner together, or just sit and read. Even the little things we did, I enjoyed them. I always thought it was funny how you ate ice cream with a fork. Sang our favorite songs in the car. And how I always found out the cool songs from you! You loved the sound of rain. I miss all of our little conversations. I really wish I would’ve got to talk to you more. I could say a million things to you right now, but that would take forever! My only wish is that I could build stairs from here to heaven and bring you home. But unfortunately I don’t have that power. I know heaven is good and safe an all, sorry I’m being selfish but I want you back. So bad. I just want one more day to spend with you and tell you everything. I’ll keep this letter short though. I love you mom, I miss you. I hope you’re alright.