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[20 Jan 2012|09:30pm] |
We arrived at the Manse last night. I think Jackson might be mad at me because I asked him to come to New York to get me but wouldn't talk to him the entire ride home. God bless him, how he tried, jokes, polite conversation, family stuff. None of it worked. I was too busy worrying about him. Was he home yet? Did he find the note? I know he has to have found it by now but no word from him. I didn't really expect to though. He wasn't ready for this, although neither am I. Still, it was better one of us got the chance to fulfill his dreams rather than both of us sink under the pressure.
Daddy's glad I'm home. I'm not. I miss him. I want to go home.
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