letter three

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Robin,

It's only been a day since I last wrote to you, but it somehow helps me. I don't even know if you know about these letters. I hope you do.

Steve hasn't left his house since that night. I'm worried about him. We all are. Dustin isn't even Dustin anymore. He doesn't have his constant contagious laugh, or his bright smile. Max seems lost. She says you were like a sister to her. She looked up to you, I know she still does, but it's different. I want to help everyone, but I don't know if I can help anyone if I don't help myself first. I just know you'd know exactly what to do. Whether it'd be cracking your hilariously terrible jokes or just snapping everyone out of their own minds. You were the glue that held us together.

From Nancy.

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