Sarah,
I missI'm almost to Sacramento. It'snot shitnice out.Hasn't rained in a while so shit smells likeSun's Shining. It's good. Nice. Or something like that. I'm eating. Sleeping. Promise. Haven't caught scent of anyone yet. But I'll keep trying.I'll try. Like I know you'd want me to.Like I'm heading to the River City like you always wanted to visit.wish you were here
Always yours
I love you
Your Violet
V.
Viola takes the shit note she'd taken days to draft and gives it a long look. Sighs, and ignites a corner with a crappy lighter she'd gotten from a gas station. She watches it burn up to nothing. She don't even drop it. Letting the ash be carried on the wind.
It's only a little fire. It's not like she wont heal.