subject line: you can have the remote forever, I promise

 

Cambridge, England

Harry,

I’m sat 15 paces from your room and wiping my tears from the keyboard as I write. I haven’t seen you in weeks and wish you knew how much I ache for you to get better, to have my little brother back. No one tells you what to do when your brother is enduring suffering you cannot imagine and there’s absolutely nothing you can do.

I hope and pray that some day soon this will be over,
Missing you always,

Your older sister.