Dear Jeff:

I know you are not a custom to the world wide web or internet or even cellphone applications.

I am writing this with the hope that some how through the cosmos that you will hear
my voice and that you will call me.

The last time we talked was on Labor Day and since then no one has seen you.

You could be a nameless John Doe in the city morgue since you have no form identification accept your finger prints.

I wish that your sister would not have not interfered with our relationship, but you let your family get involved. They were your downfall and they caused you to lose your social security, food stamps and health care.

I will keep praying to Odin The Almighty Father to keep you safe.
© ladywicca65