Page 2 of This Blood That Breaks Us (This Blood That Binds Us, #3)

Dear Luke,

I have a few questions for you.

One. Why the heck did you send us somewhere that’s freezing? Were there no sunny beaches available? Frozen tundra was the only place, huh? Don’t worry. I’m being good. I haven’t complained once. Okay, that’s a lie. But I’m trying, so A for effort.

Two. Not really a question. Aaron is a terrible driver but won’t let me drive for some reason. So far, we’ve driven hundreds of miles. All of which Aaron insists he knows where we’re going. Only, I don’t think he does. Navigating the world without smart phones is torture. I wish I could call you. At least a text or something. I already miss telling you all the random stuff I did all day. You’re the only one who never minded.

Don’t worry, I’m writing it all down so you won’t miss anything.

Three. Are you okay? I hope you’re not going to tell me that this feeling in my chest is what you felt all this time because, dude, this shit hurts. I keep thinking it’s going to go away, but it doesn’t.

I wish I could get you this letter. Tell Zach I’m being good.

Love you forever,

Presley

P.S. Today, I saw the cutest dog.