#pg 9

but as the days wore on, she wrote more about the times we had together and how much she missed me. In her latest missive she even said, "There's something to be said about realizing how precious something is once you've lost it. Like with you"—God knows where she got that from—and even though I knew she'd written it drunk, I was almost moved to tears. That made me take up a sheet of military-issue stationary and begin my response to her with "To my dear, ugly Jaehee," trying hard to keep the letters straight.