My baby boy,

I’m going to keep this really short because it’s really late and I work tomorrow.

Tonight I went to the Improv to see a psychic medium “show” with my Aunt Robbie. I don’t know what you would call it, but it was a really big group thing. I went in with no expectations, but left pretty sad. I got nothing.

I went in fully prepared with me wearing your Dragon Ball Z shirt you wore on the last day of school and during the honor walk, the necklace with your ashes, I had on the bracelet Mrs. Holmes gave your class at the end of the year when she said you guys were a “family”, I had on the bracelet Aunt Michelle sent that had a picture of you and I in the little piece of glass, I brought the lock of hair that I have of yours, and also brought along Captain Pickles. I thought maybe all that would help or bring me luck, but it didn’t.

During the whole thing, she made a comment about how “pushy” some of the spirits were and I figured if this whole thing was true, I wouldn’t hear from you anyway. You were never one to push people around to get ahead. Mrs. Holmes said you stood back while everyone else ran to get a popsicle and just waited till everyone had gotten theirs.

I’m sorry this is short, baby, but I’m exhausted and my alarm comes early tomorrow. I love you more than anything and maybe you can come see me in my dreams? Goodnight and sweet dreams, handsome.