sakura x sasuk

Dear Andy,Dear Andy,Dear Andy,
Where are you now?
It's been... eight? Nine years now?
Not a word.
You're a whisper, you know. Once in a while, at those family events, when we get together and the kids huddle in one room and the adults are at the table and the teenagers are pretending to be mature - we talk about you. Not when your parents are around. Not when your brothers are around. We'll ask your younger sister -
"When was the last time Andy called?"
A shrug. A sigh. "I dunno. Last October, I think." A little giggle.
Chelsea always giggles when she's nervous. &nbs
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Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
~ E.L. Doctorow
Whenever you think your life is over, you have to realize that's the signal that a new era is beginning.
- =Snow-Machine
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