AJ sat on his bed, paper and pencil in hand. He was trying to think about his school project. The teacher had assigned his class to write a letter to someone in their household he had some trouble getting along with.
Instantly getting memories of their fights, AJ thought of Slade.
Taking a deep breath, AJ put the point of the pencil on the paper and started writing.
To my Dad,
Thank you for giving me a firm foundation, guidance and love.
But most of all, thank you for teaching me how to spread my own two arms and fly.
~AJ Seville
