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You’re all I think about.

All my love,

Avery

Dee Dee,

When I think of you, I think of your smile.

When I think of you, I think of your laugh.

When I think of you, I think of your beauty.

You’re all I think about.

All my love,

Avery

Dee Dee,

When I think of you, I think of our nights under the stars.

When I think of you, I think of our nights at the lake.

When I think of you, I think of the night when I told you to leave him.

You’re all I think about.

All my love,

Avery

My heart brokewith each note I read. It seemed that Avery’s mom was with another man at some point. But why did she stay with Doug? Was it because of Avery? I’d heard of women wanting to stay with their children’s fathers because they didn’t want a broken home, but wasn’t love better? I mean, who was to say this guy—who Avery wasclearlynamed after—wouldn’t have loved Avery?

“Is this real life?” Brooke asked.

I looked up at her. “What?”

“How could a woman not stay with a man who pours his heart out like this?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “None of us know who these people were, and they’re my husband’s parents. It’s crazy.”

Avery was in the cage, letting off steam. He wasn’t smiling like the other day. This time, I knew he was pouring all of his anger and confusion into every swing. Thank god he now had Easton to do manly shit with and let out all of his frustration. I could only do so much.

“Do his parents have a VCR?”

“What?” I asked, looking back at Brooke.

She held up the tape. “Maybe the answers are on this tape.”

I thought for a moment. “I don’t recall even seeing a TV.”

“Really?”

“It’s weird, B. They have this nice house, but it’s stark white with no personal belongings except clothes and medical books.”

“No computer?” I shook my head. “Maybe some answers are on her phone then?”