Jake...
Thank God for Will Krudski.  He came over Tuesday night and 
helped me get it together for Finn's Faulkner test.  I think
I might have managed to write a decent essay on imagery.  I
love Will.  Well, I don't exactly like what he's done to 
Bella.  I went over to the garage to hang out and convince
her that her poem would be a kick ass song.  I took my guitar
and she is being swayed.  She seems so sad, though, and I am
assuming that's Will's fault.  Maybe I don't love Will so much.
He's only been by the garage to do car stuff.  I know he's 
really busy this summer, but shouldn't your friends take 
precedence over "life."  I don't know.  Anyway, it was good
to get away from Rawley for a little while and I think I'll
do it more often.  I miss you.

I love you...
Hamilton