Dear Stepbrother
And so I continued.
"And speaking of Sunday, do you remember that one Sunday in late July? I sneaked into your room at night so we could make out, but then suddenly your mom came knocking, and I panicked, so I jumped out the window. I twisted my ankle and I couldn't surf for a week, but it was well worth it," I laughed at the memory, pausing for a second before continuing, "The only time I ever felt good falling was when I fell fast and hard for you. So I guess what I'm trying to say is... Sundays with you were the best days. I just thought you should know that. Love always, Ryder,"
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