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I can’t stop thinking about e did the other night That thing you do with your tongue…ittoo honest? Showing my cards? That’s what my dad always says to me "Don’t show people all of your cards, Charlie"

I don’t have any cards that I want to hide from you I feel like I can trust you with all of my secrets Silas, I can’t wait for you to kiss ht after you left I had all of these irrational, angry feelings toward every girl on the planet I know that’s stupid, but I don’t want you to ever do that thing with your tongue to anyone else I don’t feel like I’m a jealous person, but I’m jealous of anyone you’ve wanted before me I don’t want you to think I’irl like you look at e out your eyes with a spoon I’d also possibly murder her and frame it on you So, unless you want to be a blind prison est you keep your eyes on me See you at lunch!

Love you!

Charlie

I blush at that one and sneak a glance at Silas So we’ve…I’ve had…

I stick the note underthat with so it Especially since he’s apparently so good at that thing with his tongue What thing? I sneak another look at hi at me too I immediately feel hot all over

"What? Why do you have that look on your face?"

"What look?" I ask, looking away It’s then I realize that I don’t knohat h the backpack until I find my wallet I take out my ID and stare at it I’m…okay I notice my eyes first, because they look just like Janette’s But I feel like Janette ht actually be a little prettier than me "Do you think we look more like Mom or Dad?" I ask Janette

She kicks her feet up on the dash and says, "Like Mom, thank God I would die if I was born as pale as Dad"

I sink intowe looked more like our dad, so when I see him in a little while, he’ll feel a tiny bit fa to distractabout the people who gave life to me

I flip to the very last day I wrote inI should have read first, but I wanted some context There are two entries for this day, so I start with the first one