She rises late and troubled on Wednesday, after a night of strange and half-remembered dreams.
(She spends three days in Medicine Bow; one more than she meant to, but on the second day a storm blows through, and she decides that Casper can wait. The winds are bad enough--almost enough to take her off the road on the way into town, despite the
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She has to get a butter knife to saw through the tape on the post office-issue cardboard box. There's another bundle inside, wrapped in brown paper, and a letter on top that she reads first.
(Not without a little bit of apprehension, to be honest.)
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I hope you are okay. I'm sorry I haven't been really in touch. It seemed like you just wanted to go away from everything here, and really so did I.
Things are okay here but weird, too. I don't really talk to any of the same people. I was going to skip graduation but then I didn't and then I wished I had. Everyone patting themselves on the back for surviving and nobody admitting that they didn't want to think about how.
Anyway, I'm sending you these because I think--I hope--I'm ready not to need them anymore. I should have told you when I saw you before you left, I should have given them back then, but I wasn't ready. They were too important to me. Right now they still are, but it's fading. You were right. It's getting better.
Right now, while I still half-believe it all happened, I have to give them back.
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So I have a teddy bear. Embarassing. He's a Paddington Bear, and that's all I ever called him. And at prom, I just kept thinking about him. It's stupid, but I started to pretend I had him and I was holding on to him and he would keep me safe. I always thought that when I was a kid. Like...
Okay, he's a stuffed animal. But he's a stuffed bear. And if the monsters under the bed were real, if there could be bad magic like that, then there has to be good magic, too, right? So maybe a stuffed animal could protect me. And a bear can be pretty scary ( ... )
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