"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

Um hi…. I know this is going to sound weird, because I didn’t know you at all, but here I go. I wanted to ask you if you knew who I was? If you knew who I was going to become? Mom always said that I look just like you when you were a kid, and I wonder if that is true. I wanted to tell you that you have two grandchildren now, and they are the cutest things. Mom miss you a lot, every time I ask about you she just starts to cry. I wish you were here so I could get to know you, and ask you about all your adventures, and how you fell in love. I wonder if you knew that my mom was going to name me after you because you were always her best friend even though you two were sisters. She planned on naming me Wendy, but when she told the family my grandfather told her she couldn’t because it would remind the family of how you died. It’s kind of ironic that I look like you, and my name is just another name for Wendy, because she couldn’t name me that. I miss you lots.