to Jenny.

You died on a Saturday morning, and I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father's bulldozed to the ground. Mom always said dying was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't. Little Forrest, he's doing fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth everyday. Teaching him how to play ping-pong. He's really good. We fish a lot. And every night we read a book. He's so smart, Jenny. You'd be so proud of him. I am. He, wrote a letter, and he says I can't read it. I'm not supposed to, so I'll just leave it here for you. I don't know if mom was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.

[ Forest Gump ]