Dear Betty:

Today I went to Stay Up Late, where Blink greeted me with a hug and a clang: all that metal in her face! She refused to let me pay for my coffee, and told me that she was still working on the secret recipe for a drink she was going to name after you. It made me feel ashamed, knowing what I am planning to do. But I am already going to hell anyway. I knew that as soon as I let Charlie go.

Things would be so different if I knew where he was, even if he still hates me.