Love, Teddy

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Cassandra,

   I don’t understand what I did wrong. And I won’t until you tell me.

   Those aren’t real ansers to my questions. I wish you would just talk to me. I miss you, Josh and your grandparents. If I could, I would come see you.

   I’ve been thinking a lot, Cassi. Like of when we were kids.

   Remember when we were nine years old, my dad would take us fishing at Somersville lake? We would feed the ducks and ride in paddle boats. You got sunburned every time but never wore sunscreen anyways. When it would get near dark, we went to the wishing well and dropped in a qwarter. You always wished for a cat but it didn’t come tru cuz your gramma was alergick. I never told you what I wished for.

   Those were my faverit days. I miss being kids, neighbors and friends. If I went back to the well now, that’s what I’d wish for. What about you?

 Teddy

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Cassandra,

 I  wanted to make sure you got my last letter. You haven’t replied for over a month. I no you said you wouldn’t but I just hoped you would. I spent money on more stamps so I would stop having to borro off Gorj, the neighbor. He is a nasty old man some times but some times he’s nice. He gives me his old newspapers after he reads them and I like that. Anyway, he’s tired of me asking for stamps.

   I didn’t just rite cuz of that. I sent you a flower that I found. I hope it hasn’t withered yet. I just thought you would like it. I fownd it between the cracks in the sidewalk. It’s hard to find flowers where I live.

 Please write me back.  I have something importint to tell you…

   Teddy