Chapter Twenty Two : Glitter Bomb

Mary Anne, 

Apologies for the glitter, Jordan insisted you need some to match your new sparkly demeanor. You'll have to let us know what you want for dinner your first night so we can have it ready for you. We all loved seeing you and spending lunch there. I'm so proud of the progress you're making and can't wait for you to be home soon. 

Love, 

Dad 

I read that letter so many times after I opened it that the folded crease was nearly worn through. Someone ran and was found down the street in someone's backyard, they'd died by suicide. The facility was locked down and we were all told to stay in our rooms until they found her. That could have been me. I'm glad it wasn't. I'm glad I know now that I don't want that to be me.