Dear Val,

I bet you never thought you'd be getting a letter from me. But here I am, ready to make your life hell as always. We made it home safe, and Rebecca's getting adjusted. She's trying to find a job and we're all back in school. It just doesn't feel the same.

It's weird how different I feel inside now. It's like the whole world looks a little off - a little smaller, maybe. Seeing you changed me. Changed me for the good.

I'm sure Paige told you that Jamie's getting out in another month. I think Rebecca and I will have to drive him out for a visit. I've told him all about you and your thing for Ashley and he can't wait to meet her.

Connie went back home and the three new members I told you about have shared their Spring Break stories with me. Everyone seems to have had their own adventures. Speaking of which, Sasha's recovering. He was really shook up about the whole Monet thing. If she's anywhere where Sasha is, she's probably hurting some but moving on. Hopefully quicker than Sash. Lee and him are . . . not together. Not yet, anyway. Sasha seems to be too much of an emotional wreck right now to try to figure things out with her. So not everyone came out with a happy ending, but that's Sasha. I think he wants to be a miserable artist like Van Gogh. I'll give him another couple weeks, see if he comes out of it.

It was good to see you, Val. Maybe we can get together this summer or something, have some laughs. You can even bring Sparky.

Peace my friend,

Garland

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THE END!!!!!!!!!