isn't a raisin a grape Thomas?

"Well actually, it's a caterpillar. But at the time I didn't know the difference between a grape and a raisin" Thomas explained.

"That isn't helping" you say.

"Ya, sorry" Thomas said glumly.

"I can't believe it! I mean I know we had a fight and all but-..."

"What? You had a fight with Linda?" He asked and wipped his head around to look at you.

"Ya, I don't even really remember what happened anymore or how it started. She just drove off and the last time I ever heard from her is she sent me this very short letter saying that she had moved to another counry that I never heard of. Ofcourse everyone in my family got that letter. I wanted to wait till she sent a letter or called someone in the family and I would say we should just put everything behind us and start over. However, no one heard from her again" You explained and then closed your eyes. You were suddenly very tired you began feeling the weight of the whole world on your shoulders.

"That was probably a automated letter so no one would notice her disappearance as much....I'm so sorry" Thomas trotted over and sat below the window.

"Me too buddy, for both of our losses. When we get out this mess-...if we get out of this mess; we'll look for a way to turn her back...together" you state enthuiastically.

If a wolf could smile that's what it would have looked like you decided.

Written by Lexi

The trial

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