Dear Seth, Every single thing that belongs to me tells me not to sit down here to write this letter. These days, I would rather go to ...
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Dear Seth, Every single thing that belongs to me tells me not to sit down here to write this letter. These days, I would rather go to ...
Dear Seth, It was January when we decided we would write letters on New Seasons. The branches then were cold gray and like wide-open ...
Seth, here. Amber has hitched a plane to the Holy Land, and while she’s gone, I’ve sneaked in herr to leave her a little ...