Hey Dad,
Life is good right now, wishing so badly I could share it with you.
I'm getting mad at myself that I didn't ask you more questions in your last few months. I should have been less self-centered and paid more attention to clues or anything and pushed you to talk about what you were doing and feeling. You told me in your letter that it was on purpose, that you didn't want anyone to know... but I should have figured it out. I should have known something was wrong and I should have made you tell me. I'm so heartbroken, Daddy.
I miss you...
Ashley
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