"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’m amazed that it’s been almost a year since you’ve been gone. I know I don’t need to write a letter or visit your grave or anything like that to talk to you. I know I can simply talk to you from where I’m sitting right now but I read this book and it make me think of you. We don’t see your daughter anymore because your girlfriend has a new boyfriend. But she’s really beautiful and you would be so happy sitting in the hospital room when she was born. We gave Dad a picture of you for Christmas. He misses you. I miss you. Your mom died 2 days before your birthday. I’m sure she’ll be right there when you see this letter. You’re actually probably watching me type it, laughing at every typo I make. Helping me not backspace and rewrite the same things over again. Also, I hope Priscilla is in heaven with you. You were one of the only people who that dog liked, I swear. Anyways, I miss you more than anything in the world and I love you. I love you I love you I love you. For everything you’ve missed, Happy Thanksgiving, Happy 25th birthday, Merry Christmas. I wish you could come home.