A box of treasures neatly tucked away in the back of her moms closet. A box of letters written decades ago. Love letters. Love letters from her estranged father.

“DAY 1,” the first envelope read. Listed all the way to Day 365. Some of the envelopes lay torn apart, while others remain untouched. May fumbles through the box of letters until she comes across “Day 176”. She quickly snatched the unope...

The hospital is quiet and welcomes the eerie feeling with a warm hug. It was an accident. Ellie didn’t mean to be speeding down the backroads. She didn’t mean to run that stop sign. She didn’t mean to send her best friend to an early grave. But it happened.

All Ellie wished was to be with her best friend, May. Whether that be laying to rest in a coffin six feet under, or to be eating lunch under...