Dear Daddy, I'm writing you because I don't know how to tell you this in person. I never meant for this to happen, but it just did. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy it did; I just wasn't expecting it. Here, I am blabbing, and you probably have no idea what I am talking about. So, let me start from the beginning. It began when I was twenty-two, and Morgan had just turned eighteen. Do you remember that summer? I was home from...

Dear Emily, I am shaking as I write this letter to you. There is so much to say, and I'm worried about how you'll react to what I'm about to tell you. I want you to know that I love you and that no matter what, you will always be my world and the light of my life. You're probably wondering what I'm blabbing about and why I slipped this letter into your suitcase. Well, what I am about to tell you will change everything. Ov...

Dear Journal, I don't even know where to begin. I am a ball of emotions. Reading the letter from Jim had me shaking. How could he sleep with our daughters? How could our daughters be lovers for so long, and I had no idea? I knew they were close, but this? Is this why they lived together? Is this why they never seemed to date? Looking back, I guess this explained why the girls seemed eager to stay over every time I went aw...

Dear Mommy, The day you were away on your trip was one of the longest of my life. Miriam, Dad, and I were sitting on pins and needles, awaiting your response to Dad's confession. The house was filled with anxious energy as we all tried to keep busy awaiting your response to Daddy's letter. To be frank, not knowing how you would react was driving me nuts. It is not hyperbole to say that your reaction to Dad's letter would...