"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 miss you more than my words can express. I’m sorry I hadn’t visited in a while when you passed, and I’m sorry I never got to play violin for you. Everytime I play, I do it for you. I had a solo in my senior spring concert I was dedicating to you, but due to the crazy state of the world right now, it got cancelled. Life has been very crazy and I wish I could come over and watch Judge Judy and talk to you about it. I am about to go to college in a few months for music, I hope that you’re proud. I love you so much. You were the family’s glue. I got to read some out of the books you wrote to all of us, and it was very bittersweet. We miss you tons. I think often about how we would play school bus, or with the mighty beans and the yard stick, or how you’d always have the little treasure chest full of surprises for me every week and how you always had the best snacks. I miss that everyday. I love you, and I hope you’re having the best time with all the sweet angels and Papaw Van.