Alex felt a swift, hot surge of hatred for Mona's parents. "You thought I hated you because I didn't write. I figured you did because you didn't. God. I know it's all because they were scared and shit but your parents suck. What harm could it do to let a letter through? Let me know you were okay?"
Alex bit his lip, remembering how he'd missed her, ached for her. "My father even went to your old house to see if you guys were... you know. And there wasn't anything there. Nobody knew a thing..."