|2 December 1980
||[Jul. 2nd, 2008|06:56 pm]
Adam Siothrún Mullet
My wife and I are officially twelve again. We just built a snowman and had a snowball fight. Even after a full day's work for her and practice for me.
Merlin, that felt good. (Siobhan's a dirty cheater though. I think she put rocks in the snowballs)
I'm worried about Annie. I'm trying so hard not to be, but I can't help it. Siobhan noticed I lost sleep after the last time I looked at Annie's journal, but something's the matter and I can't be there for my little sister. I don't know what to do.
How are you, little sister?