Dear
Daddy,
I love you, because you're my dad.
I always will. Mommy says that you don't think we love you
anymore, and that's why you do all the bad things you do. I
wish I could tell you how much I love you, because I never have
before.
When
we came to pick things up from the house, Daddy, you wouldn't
even talk to me. You wouldn't even look at me. I'm still
the same little girl I always was...and you wouldn't even look
at me.
Laney's
really angry at you, Daddy. She says if we're not back home by
the time school starts, she's going to go live with a friend. I
think we're all kinda angry at you. Except for Maggie.
She's only 9 years old Daddy, and she doesn't understand.
She just misses you.
We all miss
you.
We say a
prayer for you every night before Maggie goes to bed. Even
Laney.
Katie's a thousand miles away in Washington
D.C., but even she's sad. I talked to her on the phone the
other day. She's really scared, Daddy.
And
Mommy's really depressed every day, when usually she's so
happy. I think she's scared too.
Out of
everyone, I think I'm the most scared. I'm scared,
Daddy.