August 15, 1986
Dear Charlie,
I’m on Rock Island this week with mom, her friends, their kids, and of course, Jenny. We fell asleep last night to the lulling white noise of rain on the tent but my dreams are restless. Last night I dreamt I walked out onto Rock Island’s historical stone boat dock that Jenny and I are convinced is haunted. In…
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