Dear Iris, 

It’s me, your sister. 

I’m writing to you because you may be visited by the authorities. I may have committed a crime. But don’t worry. This email is untraceable, at least it should be. You will find that I am being looked for. But it's not my fault. Mostly. The important thing is that I need help. I am coming to visit you. Don’t be angry when I come. And don't stress out. You need sleep, after all. If you have questions, ask me in three days. I’ll be with you soon. Tell mom and dad. But not about the crime. 

Love, 

Thalia King 

I powered off my pc. Thalia left for college 4 years ago. The day she left, I was only 14, and mad. We haven’t talked since. 

She doesn’t even know mom passed away. 

I drifted off, remembering the day Thalia left.