Hey girl!
Where are you going –
I don’t think you know.
You just had to leave –
you just had to go.
And I don’t blame you.
Hey girl!
Where are you going –
I don’t think you know.
You just had to leave –
you just had to go.
And I don’t blame you.
This is the second letter of advice to my phantom child. Sound weird? I’ve done weirder things than dole out counsel to a phantom child. Sad, yes, but true. So, this is the talk I’ve never been able to have with my 14 year old child – who doesn’t exist.