I collected all the letters I’d ever meant to send to you … and I spread them out along the lost beach. Then I took each and every one and I folded them into boats. I folded you into the creases and then, as the sun was setting, I set the fleet to sail.

Have you ever read Shiver, or Linger, or Forever? The Wolves of Mercy Falls Series? Well you know those paper cranes Sam makes and then hangs in his room?

I think I want to have paper cranes hanging from my ceiling. So many of them that you can’t see the ceiling anymore. I want each one of them to mean something. I want each one to be a memory. So every time I look up I’ll see a crane and remember the memory that goes along with it. 

Now I only have to figure out how to make paper cranes.