Letter #10

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 Dear Wrenbird,

So, I tried to take you fishing today.

“Tried” being the operative word here.

Why didn't you tell me you hated worms?

My mom nearly had a heart attack when I came home still soaked from the lake.

Of course, now she's worried I might get another cold.

This is your fault.

Of course, you were pretty cute when you resurfaced.

Well, damn.

Now I wish I could kiss you again.

How did I get so lucky?

June 1,

Koda

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