Dear Daddy,
I love you, because you're my dad. I always will. Mommy says that you don't think we love you anymore, and that's why you do all the bad things you do. I wish I could tell you how much I love you, because I never have before.
When we came to pick things up from the house, Daddy, you wouldn't even talk to me. You wouldn't even look at me. I'm still the same little girl I always was...and you wouldn't even look at me.
Laney's really angry at you, Daddy. She says if we're not back home by the time school starts, she's going to go live with a friend. I think we're all kinda angry at you. Except for Maggie. She's only 9 years old Daddy, and she doesn't understand. She just misses you.
We all miss you.
We say a prayer for you every night before Maggie goes to bed. Even Laney.
Katie's a thousand miles away in Washington D.C., but even she's sad. I talked to her on the phone the other day. She's really scared, Daddy.
And Mommy's really depressed every day, when usually she's so happy. I think she's scared too.
Out of everyone, I think I'm the most scared. I'm scared, Daddy.