Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.
D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930)
Lady Chatterly's Lover; 1928
Dear Ashley,
Momma has a lot of doctors appointments to see how you're doing. So far you're right on track and healthy, that's good. Momma isn't very big yet, she says that she's going to get fat. I don't believe her, momma couldn't ever be fat, she's always been skinny, just like me.
I'm a lot like momma, everyone says I look like her. I have the same eyes as her and I'm getting pretty tall. They say I'm small just like she was when she was my age, but I have blonde hair like daddy. I like seeing daddy, he's fun to play with too. We always have fun when we play. People say I look just like daddy too, it's so confusing because he and momma don't look alike. Momma and daddy used to fight a lot, that's why they're not together anymore. That's okay though, I get lots of presents from them on my birthday and Christmas and I just know hey both love me lots, at least they always say they do.
My birthday is October 26th, five days before Halloween. I love Halloween, it's my favorite. I really like dressing up, the candy is just a bonus. Momma says I can't eat all my candy at once because I'll get a belly ache and cavities, I don't know what cavities are, but I don't have any!
Momma doesn't have many rules, really she doesn't have any. I just have to listen to her when she tells me to do stuff. My dad doesn't have a lot of rules either, I visit him every other week. I really miss momma when I go to daddy's. I have to sleep in daddy's room at night with my blankie so I don't get sad. This is my third blankie, I keep losing them, I don't know where they all go. Maybe they don't like me, but I love them anyway, I don't go anywhere without it. This one is a mint green color, just like my favorite ice cream (mint chocolate chip).
I really like ice cream, it's my favorite food. I can't have a lot though because the doctors say I'm lactose intolerant. If I have too much milk my belly gets upset and I have to use the bathroom. I have my own special milk though, so it's okay.
Today momma tried to get me to eat broccoli. Broccoli is a mini tree that people eat, it's not very yummy. She wasn't happy when I spit it out and made a nasty face. Momma and me are picky eaters, we don't like trying new foods. We like pizza a lot, and steak. I like my steak pink in the middle, it's super yummy that way.
Grandmama makes the best steak, she always cooks it just right. She makes good ramen noodles too, I really like those. Tiera and me always eat them along with beef jerkies. Tiera is my cousin, momma's sisters daughter. She's my favorite cousin in the whole world, we always play together. Sometimes we fight and I beat her up, she's a cry baby about it. She always tells momma and aunt Jenni on me and I get in trouble. Is it okay if I beat you up when you're older?
Sincerely,
Jesalique Jordyn Dianne Hires
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