My name is Beth, and I am 9 years old.This simple sentence began a lifetime of friendship and support for Beth, Claire and JJ. As their letters flew around the globe, each of them dealt with their own insecurities and reached out to the others for support. Beth crippled internally by her past, beautiful Claire, lacking in confidence though talented and successful, and JJ scarred since birth for the world to see. Through the decades each confides their deepest and darkest secrets, or do they? Is friendship about telling it all, or is it sometimes about holding back?