"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

How did we think this would end? Had we hoped that we would grow old and reminisce upon memories of days gone by? Or that we would eventually lead our separate lives, hearing updates every once in a while? Any alternative would have been less heartbreaking than this. I remember the shortcut, a five foot climb up some dirt, just to cut off three minutes of walking at grandmas house. You fell down and i couldn’t help but laugh. What about when i fell in the creek? Or when Logan lost that toy boat in the tunnels of grandma’s creek. The boat started at the other side of the road, went under into the tunnel, and slipped out the other side. But we just missed it, the water carried it on and on, to eventually reach the ocean. Life is like that boat,sometimes we slip up and don’t catch things in time and while we regret and cry over the lost boat, we must realize that the boat has another adventure ahead of them. One that we cannot see, but that we Mus have faith in. Thank you, Sami, for all the memories we shared. Though we will not grow old together, because you died far too young (15), I will think of you and the toy boat, drifting peacefully to sea.