 鲜花( 0)  鸡蛋( 0)
|

楼主 |
发表于 2005-10-15 10:21
|
显示全部楼层
Chapter 1 Me and Darrel Sikes
3 J7 [- B. @* N Q- O6 s( t/ S" I
; D" }8 p2 @( R3 iWhy did I write them? Love letters to nobody, nobody who loved me back. They made me feel foolish and better at the same time. I didn't know where to mail them, so I just saved the letters in my desk.
+ S- M: ?+ r* i8 E( n# ^* O2 n* d ~. X4 X) p8 T6 I
Dear Daddy,
* d1 s: U7 I# |1 B# YHow are you, I miss you, I love you, I still love you, I'll always love you,& y8 f- l* q1 n% a
; z+ }* m% M: r* \6 y/ `/ c4 dSome times I wrote, when are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, So you’re never coming home, or are you coming home? Sometimes I wrote, you can come home now. Sometimes I wrote, why didn’t you take me with you?
- Q/ Y6 h$ K5 J4 U" e* D$ M1 g I didn’t keep a very tidy desk.
- Q' N( \: Z" I! U3 ^% z& R ?- e' k# I- O One day the letters poured out over my lap, me feet, my teacher’s feet. I got some of the letters back, but most of them went to the counselor. |
|