Dear Jayme. 11th Letter.

Richard 16 June 2007

Jayme, your face was in the front page news exactly a week ago. The police are searching for you and you’ve been suspected of being involved in a mass auto-mobile theft. I tried to shield Emily, I tore up the paper, I unplugged the television. Whenever the phone rang or when someone knocks on the door, I would rush to answer it, fearing it could be the police. That day, Emily didn’t find out. It was only till yesterday, when you called us up using your one and only phone call, informing us you were held in jail for being a suspect with only one evidence against you, a name card with your name written on the back.

It broke Emily. It totally totally broke her poor old heart. All the work she has invested in you just disappeared like that. She seemed so lost without you and she wasn’t the Emily I knew. Her smiles were few and far in between for the past four years. Jayme, have I ever told you I miss your mother so. I miss her laughs and her cold jokes, you changed and thus she changed. I loved her, your mother, and I will love her still. Jayme, I’ve been wondering if you feel the same for her as she does for you.

We bailed you out yesterday. A court session will be held two weeks from now, meanwhile, the police are searching for your accomplices. You deny and deny so fervently that you were not involved. After all that has happened, I honestly wonder who would believe you.