Dear Min,
Again with court. 16 is the number of D.U.Is the defendant had on his record. All within the last four years! That was all I could make myself stay for. I wound where you are at now. You've been gone for so long. I thought that maybe it was you at the door today. There was a knock. I sprang up, so happy. Then realized what I was doing. It was only letter carrier. I still have your key setting by the door waiting for you to come collect it. The scar on my head, where the key hit me is still there. I don't really want it to go away. With the scar there, ever time I look in the mirror it's like a little bit of you is there.
Love,
J
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Dear Min,
The defendant got Manslaughter. I'm still so pissed. It isn't justice. He was pissed to, but for a different reason. I believe he expressed his anger with the words, " all this trouble for some damn Korean whore." I was about to jump the fence and kill him, when your mother walked up to him, I didn't even know she was there, she looked him in the eyes and said, "She was no whore! She was my daughter, she had a brilliant future, her whole life to live, with a loving and caring companion. Maybe someday she would have even been a mother. Or maybe she would have finished school and helped people as the doctor she always wanted to be. But you, you flawed man, took all that away from her, from me, from her fiancé and from everyone else in her life. You truly are a despicable creature to have killed something so beautiful and have shown no remorse." As she walked away the man collapsed to the floor in tears. I could help, but go after your mother. I hugged her. She might have said she would never accept you as her daughter. I knew she never meant it and never hated me, when she hugged me back. She cried and told me how much she misses you, how badly she wanted to call you the day after it all happened and take it back. I told her you had forgiven her along time ago.
Love,
J
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Dear Min,
Your mother called me the other day and invited me to dinner. We went to that weird Korean restaurant; you were always dragging me to. The server remembered me and brought out my "regular," the spaghetti with the tar-like sauce and the spice sticky things that remind me of grub worms. You always hated that joke, but they really do! Anyway. Your mother came and she even brought your cousin, Katie. She took me aside and said I had been a good influence on you, since I somehow got you to go back to school. She asked if I could try to do the same for Katie. I told her I'd try. Then we talked about you, when we came back to the table. I told them about the fight that lead up to your leaving the house. The fight about my drinking. How you left angry. They both laughed. It seems you've stormed out on them too. However, I doubt you ever threw keys at your mother. I told them about feeling as if I should go after you. How I listened to that feeling. I told them how time slowed down. I told them about the truck leaving the street and going on to the sidewalk, where you were. I told them about how you seemed to know everything in the universe then. How peaceful you were. I also told them about the last things you said. How you forgave your mother and wanted Katie to go back to school because she had too much talent to waste it. I even told them what you told me, if I was a good girl and I sobered up and stayed that way, you would send Ms. Perfect-for-me, Ms. Right my way. Your mother smiled and said it was just like you to put everything off until the last minute. She told me about the embarrassing childhood stories you tried to keep from me. She even showed me baby pictures. We've decided to meet up for lunch monthly.
Love,
J