Page 3: end up with a new life, or we could end up with nothing. But we have to try. The next time you make tea, I hope you put less sugar in than you think you need. I hope Billie Holiday soothes your spirit and you listen to her while eating the finest pumpkin bread. And I hope you try some scotch. It’s rough at first, and will put some hair on your chest. But it’s getting colder and you’ll need it. Not as cold as up here, but still. I hope you scrunch your face up when you think of me. It’s the most beautiful expression I’ve ever seen in all my days. I pray I can come home to it one day. With all my heart, body and spirit, Ruthy