Hope Striders

I hung my head low as I slipped the envelope out of my back pocket. On the front it said, ‘‘There are no mistakes.’’ I narrowed my eyes in confusion as I took out the piece of paper that was inside and read: my sweet kay, it is you, isn’t it? the Real you. you’ve finally returned. I know if your eyes are reading this letter it must mean there is not much good news for me. I enclosed this letter with your necklace. I know you no longer need it, but maybe you can give it to someone you believe would keep it safe. I don’t want to ramble On in this letter, for I am sure you have much left to do. Ms. wormwood, I have never doubted you and your resilient love to do good for those you care about and for those who do not deserve it, and I hope you continue to remember that part of you as you set out on another hard task ahead. I wish I could tell you the secrets that you would need to know to win this fight, But I am coming up short this time around. Please remember to keep your family close as much as you can, for the road ahead will bring forth much struggle. But with Every encounter that brings sadness there is a Round of great happiness That will greet you. When we first met, I told you about this Story that encounters a group that wills the power to do good, despite the tough decisions that they would have to make through their journey. Stay strong, Kay. Only you can write the ending of this incredible story that entails what the Hope Striders have yet to accomplish. With all my love, Lauren N. Heckler.