Dear Sarah,

It has been a little over a year since I tried to contact you on your job in Tryon. There has not a day gone by since then that I don’t think of you and Michael and wonder how you both are doing. I love you both very much and miss you beyond words. My efforts at that time were prompted by information I received that a few weeks previous, you had expressed a desire to call me. I understand that desire was met with a strong rebuke by Jane saying, “You will go nowhere young lady, if you leave here you will end up just like your Dad!” Knowing the results of that exchange are just as upsetting to me today, as learning about it last year.

After I tried to reach you, two local government officials called me to say that your mother was requesting on your behalf that I not try to reach you. Once I was told you were in the room and expressed agreement. Even though I find that hard to believe, I know how that could happen within your group and the pressures you would have exercised upon you to say those things. Those calls did not lessen my love for you.

All that being said and having taken place, I have to believe in my heart that deep down you still love me as I know I still love you. There are great pressures on you and Michael to deny your love for me as well as my relationship to you. I understand that is how things work inside the group.

Sarah, when you look in the mirror in the morning putting on your make-up, do you ever look in your eyes and try to make sense of it all? For the longest, I kept the magazine picture of you from Isothermal Community College. I eventually scanned it in my computer. I have a picture of you standing beside Iris in a blue dress at one of the weddings. Often, I will bring that picture up and wonder how you are doing. Before you go to sleep at night, do you ever ask and wonder if I am doing well? I know you are too busy to consider my plight very often and if asked you would be rebuked again if you told anyone the truth.

Sarah, I love you and when you want or need to talk… please, call me. My number has not changed – (828) 289-7923. We could start slow and just chat until we trusted each other with more. I am not sure when you will be allowed to read this. But, I have faith that one day…you will.

Love,

Dad

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“It is never too late to wake up and leave and reclaim your life!” Steve Hassan

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