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have robbed me of any confidence; and yet, here I am, revealing my
heart to you.
And now I must also confess that I eavesdropped on your plan
to host an open mic with the others. If I were alive I would say that
it is killing me to be excluded. Yes, I am a Steele. But I thought
that you, Lacy, would see into my heart and know the truth: that I
despise the Steele yoke that I was born to bear, that I long to be free
of it, and that I would never betray you.
My hope is that a seed of love for me is tucked in the folds of
your heart and that my words will nourish the garden within you.
If nothing else, perhaps my admission will release the pressure in
my chest, for so powerful is my love for you, my heart threatens
to burst.
Please give me a chance.
But do not think that my thoughts are only for myself. In
addition to telling you of my love, I want to tell you that my thoughts
are with you. I am sorry for your homesickness. I am sorry for
the pain of not understanding how you died. I am sorry for the
heartbreak that you experience when your sister comes. I know
how hard it must be to see her and not be able to communicate
with her.
If I were a magician and could turn your pain into a shape,
I would form it into a termite that I would gladly swallow
for you.
You may not be able to believe me, but I believe that your pain
will lessen with time. Your soul is too buoyant and beautiful to stay
mired. In time, you will heal. And I want to do everything in my
power to help speed you into a happier embrace.

With eternal love,
Sam

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