11:11

Dear JJ,

I thought I'd write you a letter.

Tonight, I was looking at your picture...and with my eyes on you, gazing, I thought of you and wondered who you really were. 

A sudden chill went up and down my entire body.

I heard that when one gets chills out of no where, it is a sign from heaven above.

I wondered if it was you. I doubted it.

Then I thought to myself; if it is indeed Mr. Heuston - the clock will tell.

I glanced down at my clock.

My stomach dropped.

11:11.

Had these reoccurring numbers been you all this time?

I couldn't help but smile because at that moment, I finally knew for certain.

It was you.

Today, Mr. Heuston; I was supposed to begin school again.

But we had an ice day.

I showed some pictures to friends from Belfast and from Dublin.

Both of them were absolutely shocked.

It was amusing. :)

What would you have thought of this madness?

I'm not sure if I could bear living in Wisconsin for the rest of my life.

Think I should move?

Wherever you are Jack, have a good night.

I love you. I hope you are safe.

I'll see you soon.

Your affectionate friend

Kathryn

The girl on earth

PS.

My code word I had to fill in for your letter was blessed.

What are the odds, huh? :)