Dear God,

So, I know that you know that I stopped drinking because he died.

Cody knows that too.

But you don't know who he is.

Maybe you do, but I never told you.

Cody doesn't either.

But, he died, way too young.

Way too young for what he was worth.

Just because of a poison.

That's right.

He died from alcohol poisoning.

That's why I don't drink even a drop.

Because if he didn't drink that last drop, he could have lived.

And even when I was grief-stricken,

I didn't drink a drop.

Oh, I wanted to, believe me.

But then I saw his face in that casket.

Love,

Liz