KENNEDY,
I think we're making progress. Slow, but....at least we are.
Me: Hi!
Kennedy: You won't give up, will you?
Me: Nope. Unlike most people, I have hope.
Kennedy: Hope. Never heard of it.
Me: *pulls out dictionary* Hope: a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen, a feeling of trust, or wanting something to happen or be the case.
Kennedy: *laughs* Jake Gregory, are you serious?
Me: *looks down, serious* I try to be.
Kennedy: Don't we all. Can...can you go?
Me: Why? I've barely been in here for *looks at watch* two minutes and fifteen seconds.
Kennedy: You certainly know how to make a girl laugh.
Me: Oh, tomorrow will be better. Don't you wait.
Kennedy: I don't like waiting.
Me: I don't either. But I'm being patient for you.
Kennedy: Oh...
-JAKE
YOU ARE READING
my words to you (FUL sequel)
Short Storysequel to fifty unsent letters WARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL When Kennedy closes her eyes, Jake Gregory is heartbroken. He doesn't know what to do, or how to feel.. Feeli...
