June 11, 1979
Hey Sis!
How’s it going in good old Hainey? Exciting as usual, I’m sure. Has the old b***h driven you crazy yet, telling you all the many ways you’re not perfect like me? That’s okay, you and I know better, and I think somewhere deep down she does too. Right now her perfect daughter is going through all the motions, pretending to listen to her loving husband and beautiful daughter, cooking meals and cleaning house, when all she can think about is getting high. Don’t worry, I’m still hanging in there, but it’s so hard, Vi. It’s so very hard. I wish I had your strength, or at least had you here to knock some sense into me. You’re the one person I can never lie to. There’s no point—you always see through me in a second.
How’s your Sarah? Not so small anymore I guess. Hard to
