Six months later
It was a busy Tuesday morning, like many others, with everyone in the house preparing for work or school. Harm and Mac sat at the kitchen table. He was scanning the paper, and she was checking the day's mail. Katie and Matt were still upstairs.
Mac flipped through the usual assortment of bills, invites and junk mail. She was surprised to find an envelope with Lisa Jacobsen's name and address on the back; Lisa typically contacted her by email and the occasional phone call. She opened the envelope to find a second envelope and a note from Lisa. She read the note first.
How are you and your clan? I hope Katie is well and continuing to make progress on all fronts. She is such a wonderful girl.
I received this letter a few days ago from one of the campers, who asked me to read it and pass it on to Katie. All I can say is that it's a pleasant surprise.
Let's get together for coffee sometime soon.
'Katie,' Mac called, 'you have a letter!'
Katie rushed downstairs and exchanged greetings with her parents. She sat at the table and poured herself a glass of orange juice before picking up the envelope her mother slid across to her.
She opened it and skimmed its contents quickly. 'You'll never believe who this is from. It's Christine – from Camp Lilia.'
Harm and Mac exchanged looks of concern. 'Don't worry, you guys,' Katie said, watching their reaction, 'it's a really nice letter.'
'Would you like to read it to us?' Mac asked.
Katie cleared her thought and began.
I'm sending this letter to Lisa Jacobsen, and I hope you get it someday. I know the last thing you want is a letter from me, but I spoke to my mom and she encouraged me to reach out to you.
I am writing to apologize for the horrible things I said to you at summer camp. It bothers me to know that you will probably always remember me as an insensitive bully.
There is no excuse for the things that I said, but I want you to know that I liked you and really wanted to be your friend. I guess I just didn't know how to talk to you, especially when I started hanging out with Reese. I really wanted her to like me, so I said and did things that I'm not proud of. I am so sorry.
I want you to know that I am never going to do anything like that to anyone again.
'Wow,' Mac said, 'that's amazing, Katie.'
Harm nodded. 'Good job, Katie. You definitely left an impression on her.'
Katie smiled. 'I'm going to write back… just to let her know I forgive her.'
'That would be great,' Mac said, 'if you want to.'
'Just as long as you don't exchange any letters with the "amazing" Australian drama coach,' Harm muttered under his breath as he poured himself a cup of coffee.
Mac hid a smile as Katie rolled her eyes. 'I can't believe you're still thinking about Shane. That's old news, Dad. Have I told you about our new art teacher at school? He's gorgeous.'
Harm looked horrified, and Katie and Mac laughed. 'You are way too easy, Harm,' Mac said.
'Ha ha,' Harm said sarcastically, 'not funny at all.' But he laughed too.