Dear Abby,


By the time anda read this letter, Luka should be aman, brankas in America and anda will probably be wondering why I'm not with him. Before anda go blaming yourself let me just say, it's not you, it's me - and I know even as I write this that you're going to think that's a breakup cliché, but if anda could just try and hold back your judgment - and your condemnation - for a minute, maybe anda will actually be able to understand what I'm trying to say. Being here has changed me in ways I never imagined. It put everything in perspective. County, Gamma's death, you. Well, me and you. We just had...