To Becky

I'm sorry sweet lady, I couldn't tell you many things! I worried that time, that op's came by on Stafford Street and virus-ed my ass to take me out, that I would in fever say things to jeopardize our families lives! There was nothing ever wrong with us! I loved you too much and it ate at me to find a weigh to separate from each other for the fear, they'd come for you and the children. Your healing LOVE was so very hard to break away from even though your life and the children meant all the world, to me and till the end of time, always will.

I had just gotten you new appliances and material to make aprons and matching clothes for the girls. Then while I was rebuilding the picket fence in the yard that op's came and told me things happen to people like me and their loved ones, who talk. That day of returning to the world because of your love, in health. I knew, what I had to do. I didn't know how. But I had no choice

To this day I have cherished, ever loving you

Thank you

You Blessed Soul