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Dear Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit More


So it turns out you’re quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. I really don’t do the whole messaging writers thing, so this is a first for me. Or, rather a second. I’ve a vague memory of writing a letter something like four decades ago.
I’ve got to say your series is great. And the precursor is still by far my favorite. Yet somehow, that story feels as yet unfinished. I want more.
Alessandra Hazard
Xavier being Latino awakens in me all this ethnic identification. Living just on the poverty level, I get that too. 
I had an uncle that was in prison (manslaughter) and he told stories. The thing is he never thought of himself as gay or bi, it was just something that happened in prison.
I think of Xavier like that and I want more. I want the real world encroaching on him. I want to read about that first kiss, because it’s my understanding that kissing was something that crossed the line on the inside. 
Seriously, there’s another story there. These two guys are more so socially economically in keeping with the reality of my world and I like them. 
You probably have too many stories to tell (I know the feeling all too well), but still it would be nice if at some point you could revisit these two guys.
Lil

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