I am very sorry to report that my seven-year-old niece Miyo has run away. It seems she just wasn't "right" for my sister Kasey and had to take her leave.
She left nothing behind, save for this note:
I'm relieved that she did it in such a dignified way. Not laying blame -- or taking any, for that matter. Rather, she just made it clear that it was time to part ways. No hard feelings.
I suppose it's for the best, really. I'm not sure how she'll manage in such cold weather, but, better not to think about it. I prefer to recall the happier moments, though I'm sure that with time we'll all forget her completely.
|"You know what? We tried. We really did. It's just not working out."|
So Kasey comes in the room and sees the note, she muffles her hysteria, and a little voice comes out from behind the couch: "Did you find my note?"
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