"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, a lot. I miss watching Kentucky basketball games with you, they always seemed to win when I watched them with you. The games were so much better with you and I miss those good times we had together. I was sad to see you go but it’s nice to know you’re in a better place now with your brother, my Uncle Johnny. I’ve never seen my dad cry until he found out that you had passed away, and that’s when I realized how much of an impact you made on the whole family. I wish I got to spend more time with you than I did but it was hard because you lived in Hawaii and I love in Ohio. I always loved those texts I’d get from you if Kentucky won a big game that we weren’t able to watch together. When you died from skin cancer it made grandpa really scared for all of us. He made me go to the doctor and get checked out and now anytime I go outside, even if it’s not sunny he makes me put on sunscreen and he dumps about a whole bottle on me. It’s to the point where I’m so grossed out because of how greasy I am from all the sunscreen he put on me. Anyway, I miss you Uncle Jeff but I’m glad you’re in a better place now with your brother Johnny. I’ll see you again someday. Love you!