The morning after

Dear whoever is reading this, hi, I’m Hayley Grace. I’ve written a lot of letters in my life. Some were meant to be read. Some I’m very glad nobody ever had to. This book is sort of a letter too. There are three days inside of it… yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

Yesterday was the house I grew up in. I learned my father’s footsteps before I learned how to tie my own shoes. I learned when to take my little sister upstairs, when to stay quiet, and how to tell what kind o…