The note was from that friend, Ron, she had a couple of years back. Seemed like a good kid. They fell out, it seemed – she abruptly stopped talking about him, and when I inquired about the lack of communication, she said, somewhat sullenly, that they had “lost touch,” or didn’t “have anything in common.” I felt for Sarah, like I said, he seemed like a decent boy, besides, most parents want their children to surround themselves with positive influences. The note appears slightly yellowed, and I can tell it’s somewhat aged, its folds are deep - they practically crack the delicate paper. Ron had written to her in dramatically tilted handwriting, preaching that he’s sorry, he didn’t mean to hurt her, but that he also wouldn’t take it back, as he doesn’t regret it.