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Dear Frankie,

holy fucking shit. Sorry. Is it impolite to curse in a letter? Whatever, I already wrote it down, and you’re not going to believe what happened.

me and Pete. Got together. As in we’re dating.

I hope you were sitting down. If you can do that. Frankie, I’m so happy. I didn’t know I could be this happy again. Not that I’m not sad anymore, just.. yeah! Please don’t hate me, okay? I know you probably won’t because you’re so sweet and nice, but I don’t want you ever thinking you were a replacement. Or that he is. Or anything like that! I should’ve sent this a bit ago, I’ve just been holding off because I’m scared you’ll be mad. Someone said some mean stuff to me and I’ve been thinking about it since.

You probably already guessed, so I’ll tell you. It was Val. I’m not letting him see Penny right now which is really hard because she seems to miss him so much. Just like she misses you. I still give her pets from you, don’t worry.

Pete’s sober, and I haven’t been drinking nearly as much, and we’re really happy. My birthday is coming up (not really, but it gives me something to look forward to) and I keep remembering when we spent your birthday together. I want you to know that I love you and miss you more than anything, and I’ll keep sending you updates. all our love, Penny and Patrick

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#witches mailbox #kjrp #to fg

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Dear Cat Scratch, Hey, it's mama. Been awhile, I know. Sometimes I wonder if the reason why the garage has been so quiet lately is because me and Flare don't have you here to cheer things up.

I stopped carrying a gun. I couldn't bring myself to hold the very thing that you shouldn't have had at 14, and also should've never been blasted with while looking for scraps. I can't stand to kill because it's what happened to you. You were too young, and I'm sorry me and your mami didn't get the chance to see you grow up. You would've been the shiniest 'joy the zones had ever seen, but the Witch came far too early.

I remember how me and Flare helped you make your mask, and just how creative your idea for it was. Makes me proud just thinking of it, how lucky I was to have a kid as lucky as you.

I think my eyes are starting to go bad, since I can't see Flare as well as I used to, but my heart will never stop reaching out for you and her. Love, mama and mami. -🫀

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#witches mailbox #kjrp #to cat scratch

My love,

Today's your first Father's day. Marcella is almost a year old. I'm making your favorite chocolate pie for after dinner today, just for you. Marcie tried to eat crayons the other day, it was really cute honestly. I still tell her all about you at night when I put her to bed. And our anniversary is coming up to. Or what would be it. Do you remember that day? We went out to watch the fireworks together after we made cupcakes. I miss you more and more each passing day. You were such an important part of my life, and I'm glad I got to be in yours, even if it wasn't for long. Happy father's day.

Forever with love, Sheila.

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#witches mailbox #kjrp #to aa

Garret,

I've spent every hour trying to think how to write this. Words don't spill from me with the effortlessness they did with you. I shouldn't care so much. This isn't art. This isn't poetry. Do pleas need to be beautifully worded? I don't think so, but this time I'd prefer to hide behind the formalities of tender phrases I should have told you in person.

But it's pointless.

I can only keep up the act for so long. I'd eventually revert back to the mess I've been since you've left. I go home and I knock at the door but you don't answer. I wake up at night and you're not there and I tell myself you're in another room. Just beyond the door. And I guess that's true, but now you're behind a door that I can't open and even if I did I know you wouldn't be there waiting for me. You said you couldn't exist without me. Then why did you have to go? You never thought the same was true for me? Because it is. It is. It was true for you and it's true for me and now I don't know how I possibly can- I'm sorry.

I'm getting off track. I'm writing this because I wanted to beg you not to forget us. Please. Please don't forget the things we did. Please don't forget what we had. Even if you can only remember the worst, I don't care. The memory of us existing together in some way is all I ask because I know that's the only way we can be together. Please remember us. Please remember me.

Please.

...is what wanted to say. Wanted. By the time I penned this, I realized how wrong I was. That's not what I want. That's not what I could ever ask of you. Please don't spend your next life, or the one after that, or the one after that, chasing a memory of someone you'll never know again.

Please just be happy next time.

That's all.

-Valin

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#witches mailbox #kjrp #to cherri

Hey momma..

I don’t know what to write but I loved you.. In my own fucked up way. I’m sorry for being a trash daughter but it was your fault.

Fuck you,

Nari.

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#witches mailbox #kjrp

I'm sorry. I know you're disappointed in me.