Suddenly a big fat raindrop falls from the sky, landing right in the center of Nolan’s new word. Quickly Nolan stuffs the book back into his bag. “Let’s make a run for it,” he says. “I don’t want to risk the book getting wet.” He breaks into a sprint, reaching for my hand as he does so.
How are you? I miss you SO MUCH, especially as today has been the absolute WORST day of my life. Ready — grab some jelly beans, a huge handful — because here comes a realllly long email. Please read it carefully — you need to hear EVERY DETAIL and then give me some advice on how I am supposed to survive this year!