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Oh my f*cking God, I loved this. I love Stephanie Bock and I want her to be my friend. So many kids do this, too. Make a will. And it's amazing how much you know about her just from this one testament. How kind and wonderful and thoughtful she is. This story makes me even *more* glad to know you, Jen. Seriously, two things you've written for this thread are two of the best short stories I've read in months. I think you're an amazing talent and should be writing all the time. I really love your casual style. I feel like these people are speaking to me, in the same room with me. She's so real. So totally 14. And I love that she's not necessarily dead. This could just be totally charming, or only slightly morbid. I love how she talks about the things she owns. The phrasing. I wouldn't change a thing. I wante dto cut and paste my favorite bits but it feels like cutting and pasting the whole thing.
"Hmm, how about if I will you my music box. The one with the kissing dolls on it that plays "Favorite Things". Keep that for me, please?"
That actually got me teary eyed at work.
Man. Write more, more, more!
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