Mara

My Dearest Mara,

            There are days when I catch myself thinking about you. The times we had while we were together… I didn’t treat you right and I’m sorry for that, but you continued to love me anyway…

            I knew the moment that you laid eyes on Channing, that he would make you the happiest woman alive. He loves you to no end and I’m glad that you married him. I knew the moment that I met Carm, I would be happy and I am. I feel as if I’m at peace with myself and my demon is finally happy. Carm is my life and she loves me more that words can say.

            Move to LA with him, Mara. You’d love it there. So much shopping and sights to see. So many business opportunities for you. I know how much that you love fashion, so I got you an interview to intern at your favorite fashion line—if you don’t want to do that, I have a few other contacts you can talk too, just ask Channing and he’ll tell you. I want you to be happy, Mara. If you want, you can have visitation with the kids over summer vacation. They can fly out, but Aaron doesn’t like to fly and she’s 5. She’s terrified of heights (but she loves to climb trees…)

            The point is Mara, that yes, I miss you, but we’re much happier with other people. I don’t think you were cut out to be a lesbian and maybe that’s why we weren’t as happy. Channing makes you laugh. I saw how happy you were at the BBQ at the Ranch. I will always love you, Tamara. We’ll always be friends, yes, I’ll miss you when you move to LA. Carm understands and she says, “She’s the mother of your kids—of course you’re going to always lover her—that’s natural.” Ah God… I truly love Carm, Tamara.

            Anyway, with all that said, I love you babe. Channing is so good for you.

Love,

Ayva