Dear Bobby,
Congrats, Bob! I was so proud of you I feel like crying! Well, I did cry as I watched you accept the award for the film you made. I don't know if you saw my tears when you looked at my direction. I hope you know how proud I am. I will be always be. I'm your number one fan, remember?
I can see that you really love Shirley. I'm sorry, Bob, for wishing to be Shirley when you dedicate and gave your award to her... when you kissed her forehead and told her how much you love her in front of hundreds of people. That... should be me.
Can I ask for a favor? Can you not do that when I am watching? Coz I don't know if I can handle the pain the next time you do that again in front of me.
Ruby
