Grace & Tristan — The Christmas Reunion
Love, Mason, Caleb, Asher, and Liam.
I asked if they wanted to sign it with “Love.”
Liam shrugged.
“That’s how people end letters.
It doesn’t mean we have to love him all at once.”
I almost laughed.
Tristan wrote back that afternoon with a story about growing up in Idaho, learning to skate badly, and a dog named Ranger who used to steal his father’s socks.
He included a photograph of the dog, not of himself in uniform.
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