Dear Levi,
I got a Christmas card from Washington today in my little mailbox. A beautiful, glittery card with precious, old fashioned script across the pages. And enclosed, two little pages of a personalized lette to me. She called me "Dearest Noelle" and she invited me to come see her this year. Oh, the thought of seeing GiGi, finally meeting her. Tramping through Washington's beauties, visiting the apple valley of paradise. It wouldn't be right without you at my side. But my tears over overwhelming gratefulness flowed onto my pillow as I crawled into bed. She loved me still. She hasn't given up on me. God, thank you.
Your star,
Rigel
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