8 July 2002
My court date is the 13th of July. How ’bout that? Happy Birthday, Al, your boyfriend’s going to prison!!!
I won’t be able to talk to you or anything, but can you please come? I haven’t seen you in months. I haven’t seen anyone in months. They won’t even let me see Deb since she’s a witness in the case. I’m starting to go crazy.
Anyway, please come. Wear big shades and a hat like a celebrity and nobody will know it’s you.
I hope your summer’s going well. Did you give a good speech at graduation? I bet it was corny as hell. You’re such a sap. I bet ol’ pops is getting sad about college, too, huh? Ugh, poor Tommy’s gonna miss you so much. Give the big guy a hug for me okay?
Please write back, baby. I miss the stars.