Memphis, The reason I didn’t beat Matt up wasn’t that I didn’t care. Of course, I care. I still wish you wouldn’t write to me. I tried damn hard not to read your letters at all, but Kai made it difficult, and my will power is only so strong. But I wish you wouldn’t. If you must, though, then at least tell me how it went for Bridget when she came out to the school. Please. Gray / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / Gray, I didn’t really get what you meant by the “wasn’t that I didn’t care” thing, so I showed your letter to Tally and Bridge, and Bridge explained what you told her on the phone that day. That’s f*****g stupid, Gray. I don’t care about Matt. I did, as an ex-boyfriend—as the type of person you remember with complicated, mixed emotions, and occasionally talk to out of

