I’m sad to see 2010 leave because that was our last chance. That was the last time we will ever revisit Esterlina. I’m not sure the others’ saw it…. I spoke to Erin and she said to stop being so dramatic. That it wasn’t true. Elizabeth was inclined to agree with me. I saw earlier in the year that it was practically fate - the first time we wrote the story, we projected ourselves to the ages of 18, 17, and 16. Last year we were 18, 17, and 16; and last year we turned 19, 18, and 17. I don’t think we’re ever going back. And that, to me, is one of the saddest things in the world.

Goodbye, Esterlina.

Goodbye, three girls.