The Vanishing Season by Anderson Jodi Lynn

Author:Anderson, Jodi Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperTeen

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Pauline,

You said you wanted real, paper letters, so here you go. Here, things are the same, which means of course boring and bizarre at the same time. There were two features in the paper yesterday: a Canada goose was rescued at Millers Park (I know you’ll be relieved), and they are now setting up a checkpoint at the bottom of Door County to stop any suspicious-looking vehicles, whatever those are. Just don’t try to drive home in a big pedo van with tinted windows, okay? Speaking of which, will you ever come home?

There are icicles lining the roof of my entire house. It looks like a fortress and even my dad is scared of getting impaled by one. But the woods in the back look like an ice castle. They say it’s gonna be the coldest winter we’ve had since 1823, thanks to climate change. Maybe one day it’ll be like Hawaii here, and we can surf on Lake Michigan.

Not the same here without you. No one to make me do things I shouldn’t.

Love, Liam

Pauline,

How’s life in the tea trade? We’re putting in new banisters that won’t wobble in a deadly, toss-you-down-the-stairs kind of way. It’s freeze-your-butt-cheeks cold here, but I guess it’s the same in Milwaukee. But I’m also getting out of the house like you always talk me into doing. My parents and I are going to the Ice Festival in Sturgeon Bay, actually. My dad is the person small-town festivals were made for.

The big news is I got early admission into Northwestern. I’m going to make a buttload of money when I graduate and travel the world, and since you’re already rich, you’ll be able to afford to come with me. We’ll live it up someday soon.

I’m including a bracelet in this envelope. It came from our cellar, and I want you to have it. I really love it, and I miss you, and it just seems like it belongs to you. I can’t explain it.

Write back—Mags

Pauline,

Did you get my last letter? Here’s a dry flower I found in the yard—it’s crazy that it lived so long! Well, until I came along and picked it ha ha ha. I’m doing some new carving on the roof of the sauna, because it’s not quite perfect yet. I think a lot about the night before you left. I hate writing, but remember I’m thinking about you. So write back.

Liam

Pauline,

Is it as cold in Milwaukee as it is in Gill Creek? I think at least two of my organs froze last night walking from the car to the house, I’m guessing liver and spleen. Are you ever coming back? Sometimes don’t you feel like so much of the time you’re just waiting and then waiting some more? I’m actually starting Anna Karenina because Liam’s dad shamed me into it. I know, glutton for punishment.

Liam wants to know if you are reading his letters? Are you ignoring him?

Maggie

Maggie,

My aunt and I flew to Florida for a long weekend, so sorry I didn’t write back till now.

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