Did you get my letters?

I got three letters. Carried them in the book you gave me, the Bartram.

I probably sent 103. Did you write to me?

Whenever I could. If you never got them I can summarize.

No, it's --

I pray you're well. I pray I'm in your thoughts. You are all that keeps me from sliding into some dark place.

But how did I keep you? We barely knew each other. A few moments --

A thousand moments! They're like a bag of tiny diamonds glittering in a black heart. Don't matter if they're real or things I made up. The shape of your neck. The way you felt under my hands when I pulled you to me.