BIut never was a word returned to my place.A wrote again and again. I kept writing pouring out al my emotion, all my feelings, all my sanity.
Again it never got answered.
Ygain i wrote a letter to you.
Iou never responded.
wrote a letter to you.
Dad even giggled as her hair brushed his face when she leaned over him. “You still teasin’ and ticklin a man straight to the end…” Mom, slapped his chest playfully.