It's been a long time, Gina, since you came home,
And things are getting stranger every day.
They're saying Johnny fell, but I'm not certain.
I think it's better that you stay away.
We were five of us against the world,
A secret superhero team,
But now I'm just one frightened girl,
And when I sleep, I hear them scream...
I went to Sarah's funeral on Sunday;
They did her makeup cunningly, it's true.
To look at her, you'd never know what happened.
I know it wasn't suicide. Don't you?
We were five of us, just having fun,
Too innocent to know the stakes,
But what you do can't be undone"”
You can't unmake your own mistakes...
Gina, I don't think that I can write you anymore,
And Gina, when you go to bed, be sure to lock the door,
Gina, we were five until you left, and left us four,
And Gina, we weren't strong enough without you...
It's been a long time, Gina, since you told me
"It doesn't matter"”nobody will know."
I still remember how you used to scold me,
How Sarah cried the day you had to go.
We were five of us, and it was you
Who said "I know a better game,"
But how could we have had a clue
I know when David died you sent a letter;
His mother gladly gave me your address.
I think it's time you learned a little better
The nature of this "silly little mess."
We were five of us, you in the lead;
I think you knew just what we'd done.
You didn't care, left us to bleed,
And now I think you'd better run...
Gina, I don't think that I can write you anymore,
And Gina, when you go to bed, be sure to lock the door,
Gina, we were five until you left, and left us four,
And Gina, we weren't strong enough to doubt you...
Gina, I'm the last one they can find here.
Gina, you were right to stay away.
Gina, I made sure that your address was very clear,
I wrote it plainly on the wall so your new friends would know the way,
And I think before the sun comes up, they'll likely come and play.
Gina, darling Gina, there's not too much left to say...
It's been long time, Gina, since that midnight"”
Who knew that just eight days could be this long?
I really hope there's time for this to reach you,
I hope you understand that you were wrong.
We were five of us; I've buried three.
You thought that you could get away.
You little bitch, it's time to see
When you raise hell, there's hell to pay...
Gina, I don't think that I can write you anymore,
And Gina, it won't matter if you lock and bar the door,
Gina, we were five, and we'll be five forevermore,
And Gina, when you're dead, then I'll forgive you...
PS. I hope it hurts like hell.
Love, Katie.
Written on: 2008-03-21. Seanan McGuire