Chapter 18 - THE LETTERS UNREAD
Over the months, letters arrived from the federal penitentiary, addressed to Bea. Theo’s handwriting.
Mae sat down with Bea at the kitchen table and placed the letters in front of her. "It's your choice, Bea. You can read them, burn them, or throw them away. Whatever you decide, I support you."
May you like
Bea looked at the envelopes. She traced the letters of her name, then pushed them away. "I don't need them. I have everything I need right here."
She swept the letters into the trash.
