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6/12/1989
Dear El,
Today is day 584. I can’t believe it’s been that long. Or maybe I can. It feels like just yesterday that you left, and also like ten years ago. I don’t know how both can be true, but they are.
Everyone’s doing okay.
Dustin and Will left for college this past week—they both decided to start in the summer. Hawkins feels emptier without them. Without you.
Lucas and Max are doing alright too. Max is finally well enough to skate again. We still don’t know what happened to her mom. I think she probably died when the gate opened, but no one really knows. Max doesn’t talk about it. She wouldn’t with me, anyway. She’d talk to Lucas. Or you.
I really hope you’re out there, El. I hope you found a place where you belong.
I miss you. I love you.
Love,
Mike
