Dear Bee,
The summer of Carmen and Al didn´t survive past the trip from the airport. My dad is now Albert and is marrying Lydia and lives in a house full of kleenex boxes and is playing father to two blond people forget about all the things I imagined. I´m a guest in the guest room of a family that will never be mine. Sorry, Bee I´m being self-absorbed again. I know I´m a big baby, but my heart is rotting. I hate surprises. 

                                                  Love you and miss you,
                                                                          Carmen