this imploding heart

Over the river

Dear Pookie-Pies,

I've just purchased a ticket to fly on an airplane. I'm going to mother's and I won't be back until some-time next week. I've ironed your shirts and stacked them in the microwave, just like you like them. Look both ways. Change your underpants. Stay out of the top file drawer.

I'll send corrospondence from the house on Cottonwood Street.

With kind regards and clean dishes,

Sonya

Posted by Sonya at September 15, 2003 01:39 PM