Chapter Twenty Three

Dear Will,

You were awesome on the last episode of the STAR TV SERIES. It was so satisfying to see your character delve out of an abusive home. At first, it was difficult, but at least you have your freedom. Freedom against your abusive father who takes delight in attaching punches to your pale face. You gained freedom away from your junkie mother who pops prescription pills like champagne in a strip club.

I enjoyed that part of the series because it portrays your character in a positive and growing light. And yet, you're always grabbing the stake by the edge. I wish I was in the same disposition with your character too. I wish I could swing into freedom, away from the pains that comes from losing a loved one.

Yes Will. My father is dead.

Don't laugh.

I wish it was a joke too, but sadly its not, and I'm still hoping someone will wake me up from this nightmare.

I was at the company when I got a call from Kara. She told me he slumped, and he was taken to the hospital.

Will, do yo