A lot of time here has been spent on letters from my mother. Well, here is a portion of a letter to her from her ex-boyfriend, the fellow her novel, The Death Man, is based on (and the novel I am trying to finish).
I wish I could have been around for your graduation. I would have invited myself to Tampa to take you out to dinner. Your determination is only one facet of the marvelous character I see in you. I can’t tell you how much I value and appreciate (within myself–I just don’t talk to other people much anymore) the fact that you and I had the relationship that we had for so long.
Not so foreboding, is it?