Dear Russ, Not a moment goes by that I don't think of you and your kindness. Your love got me out of a situation that I don't care to speak of, but would have killed me, had I stayed. I would lie awake at night, wondering; if I left Chuck, who would take me, with a daughter already? The answer became clear after many months of torturing myself and finally relenting to tell you how I felt. Just a crush, I said. I could not overwhelm you, could I? But soon you showed me that you were the one with overwhelming affection. I had to take a step back, and think. What did I truly want? After nights in hell with Chuck's mom, and being persicuted for things I never did, it soon became clear. One call to my parents was all I needed for the ticket. But how to get out? I had no car, no license. Chuck had seen to that. But one word to you had you driving two hours out of your way to come and rescue me. That night, dear, was the bext night of my life. I respected you so much when you showed me my own room, and said the choice was mine. When you sat with me on the couch with just your arm around me, and did nothing else. And of course I have to throw in the naughty, when we got high and just sat and talked. It's been a long time coming, but after months of thinking about this question. The answer is yes. Give me some time, just a little more, and I will be your wife. Christina