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 Life Letters (Poldaran & DunkLunk)

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  1. Poldaran

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    Ray,

    I wrote you over the summer, but didn’t have your address. So, I guess I will give them to you all together. Hope you don’t mind.

    Emily



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    Dear Ray,

    I am at my aunt and uncle’s house now. They live on the outskirts of the city they live in and still ride horses to get around. Not a lot of people have cars here, and Uncle Clyde says he doesn’t trust them anyway. Isn’t that silly?

    Anyway, I know I can’t give this letter to you until school starts again, but I just had to write, because they just bought a new horse, and it’s an appol apeloo Appaloosa! Your favorite! It looks a lot like the one in your book, but she has more spots than the picture in your book. I will try to paint it for you while I am here.

    I know I apologized at the café for forgetting that you had already taken riding lessons, but… I still feel like a terrible friend for forgetting something so important to you. I hope you’ll forgive me.

    My aunt says it’s time to eat now. No more time to write.

    Your friend,

    Emily



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    Dear Ray,

    I spent almost a month with my cousins, but I am back home now. I wish I could have stayed longer. It was nice to have my cousins to talk to. I finished my painting for you. Everyone says it is very good, but I am not sure. The only person I care who likes it is you.

    It has been very odd to be home again but not going to school or meeting with you on Wednesday afternoons.

    I set up my paints and canvas yesterday to paint, but Daddy knocked them over. I’m not sure why he gets so angry sometimes. I wish that he wouldn’t be. Maybe tomorrow I will try taking them to the park instead. It will be a long walk, but I have nothing better to do.

    Not sure why I wrote you. I know you won’t see it any time soon. Still. I think maybe I miss you.

    Your friend,

    Emily



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    Dear Ray,

    Mother took me shopping today for new school clothes. Guess who I ran into? Missy! She apologized to me for not helping with the report during the school year (probably because she got a poor grade on it).

    Then, would you believe it? She asked me about you! I told her that I haven’t seen you since school. She seemed disappointed and confessed to me that she was very keen on you. Called you the bee’s knees and all. I told her that I would let you know, though I wouldn’t see you any sooner than she. Do you think she knows we study together and that’s why she thought to ask me?

    I know how keen you were on her, and she’s so pretty. I had to let you know. Only a couple more weeks until school starts up again.

    Your friend,

    Emily
     
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  2. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Book Worms

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    Dear Emily,

    It seems you and I were thinking alike over our summer break. I wrote a few letters to you, too. But of course, during all the excitement of returning to school, I forgot them at home. When you gave your letters to me yesterday, I was pretty upset. Not at you, but at myself for not bringing them to school on Monday. I will have to give you my summer letters today, which is Tuesday, I think. And no, I did not mind receiving all of yours on the same day. It was fun to read.

    Since I have that one day to read what you wrote during the break, I may mention some things about what you wrote in this letter. All of the others are stacked in the order I wrote them. They are mostly about nothing at all. Random thoughts, Father likes to call it. Again, I apologize for not having them with me yesterday.

    Your aunt and uncle prefer horses instead of cars? I think I would like to live there then. And they bought an Appaloosa??? It took me a while to finally get that horse’s spelling right. I see you were having trouble with it, too. I think it sounds beautiful when you say it. A painting from you of an Appaloosa? You mean in color? I hope you are able to paint it, but I understand if you cannot. Maybe you do not have the time. I would not worry about you forgetting my riding lessons. We all forget things. Look at me and your letters.

    Well, I already wrote what is above, and then I read your letter about the painting. I am really looking forward to seeing it. And I bet (though Father always says you should not bet) everyone is right about it. Though I would bet again (sorry, Father) that it is better than good.

    I think I have been missing you, too. I still enjoy my chocolate milkshakes, but it does not seem the same when you are not there. And then when I am done with it, all of the brown is gone. And you are still not there.

    I am glad Missy said sorry to you about the report. Perhaps she will not do something like that again. Oh, I am surprised she actually asked about me. Do me a favor, please. Do not tell her what you and I have talked about, and especially do not tell her what I think of her. I may as well tell you why because I know you will ask me. I think I know I like someone else.

    It is good to see you again around school.

    Friends,

    Ray

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    Dear Emily,

    Well, now I know how long me and my brothers will be staying with our auntie and uncle. All of the adults decided on three weeks at each house. I am looking forward to it. I am sure we will have lots of fun, both here and there. Perhaps I should tell you where I am writing this letter from: my auntie’s and uncle’s house. The country can be so pretty. I think I like it better than living in the city. Not as much noise and blue skies everywhere you turn. I wonder if you miss living on that farm. Maybe just a little?

    My uncle says tomorrow is a big day for us kids. He is taking all six of us fishing at a lake near their home. Auntie is not at all interested in joining us. She says fish are disgusting. Uncle just laughs.

    Must get cleaned up for dinner. I will write more later.

    Friends,

    Ray

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    Dear Emily,

    I do not think I have told you, because I was so excited to be here, but my auntie and uncle also have three kids, two girls and a boy. I will tell you their names if you wish to know, but I find it faster to write girl or boy instead of their names. The boy is very happy to see us, as his sisters are older than him. He says they are bossy. Auntie says he is exstatic that we are there for him to play with.

    Although fishing was fun, the boys came up with zero fish, while the girls caught two each. I think Robert was upset at not catching anything. Now, he was not upset at the girls. He was actually happy for them. I know he had a few nibbles, but nothing on the end of the line. That is what he was upset most about. Me and Randall did not care. It was such a beautiful lake and no one else seemed to be around.

    It was funny watching the girls when they caught their fishes. They were jumping up and down, yelling and screaming, yet they did not want to get anywhere near their catches. Uncle was laughing, as he removed the hooks from the fishes’ mouths and let them go back into the lake. I asked him if he thought the girls were catching the same fish over and over. He laughed at my question, and then tousled my hair. Then he laughed some more, and finally, said, “It’s possible.” I thought it was a good question, not a funny one, but it was nice to make him laugh.

    Oh, and auntie packed us a delicious picnic lunch of sandwiches, cookies, and fruit. I think she forgot to pack the chocolate milkshakes, though.

    I think I am getting tired now. I will write more!

    Friends,

    Ray

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    Dear Emily,

    We are back at our house now. Although I like my bedroom and being back home, I do not think I would mind at all if we lived out in the country. I actually share a room with Randall. Robert is the oldest, so he gets his own room. Mother and Father put the girls in our room and the boy cousin in Robert’s room. Me and Randall are in the living room, sleeping on the floor. How does that work? Mother tries to make it comfortable for us, and it is okay, but not like our own beds. It might be a long three weeks.

    Father treated all of us to a picture show at a nearby theatre. The theatre was so dark, I slept through some of it. I could not help it! It is a good thing I did not have my pillow with me. Robert told me later about the parts I had missed. We went to the café after the show and guess what I had? I knew you were going to say that. Nope, not a chocolate milkshake. I had a vanilla malt. And I thought of you.

    My cousins left yesterday, and although I already miss having them around, I know me and Randall are happy to have our beds back.

    School is right around the corner, as Mother and Father enjoy saying. I bet (please do not tell Father) you are looking forward to school starting again. I do not think I am, but I am looking forward to seeing you again. I think those chocolate milkshakes will taste a little bit better. I missed you during summer break. I think I did. I am pretty sure I did. I did.

    Friends,

    Ray
     
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    Dear Ray,

    You like someone else now? Are you going to tell me who, or is it a secret? I like that you wrote me some letters over the summer, too. It's nice to know you missed me as much as I missed you. You must have missed however it is you like even more over the summer. Bet (sorry to your father) you wrote her twice as many letters! I also think I know who it is, and that her family owns a lot of horses.

    I kind of do miss living on the farm. If it hadn't been so lonely. It's very busy and noisy here in the city, isn't it? But, I wouldn't want to move away from here now. I'm sure you know why.

    You used a new word in one of your letters: ecstatic. I had to look that one up in my dictionary.

    Sleeping on the floor must have been really uncomfortable. My aunt and uncle's house is very large. They sometimes have people stay with them, so there was a spare bed for me to sleep in. I had a whole room to myself, in fact, so it was a lot like being at home.

    Are we going to meet on Wednesday afternoons again? Does missing me mean that you are still willing to tutor me? It might sound silly, but I wouldn't want to be in the way if you start to date the girl you like. Some girls get jealous of that sort of thing, you know.

    Your friend,
    Emily

    P.S. -- Here is the painting. I wrapped it so that it wouldn't be damaged. Really hope you like it.
     
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    Dear Emily,

    No, it is not a secret as to who I like. I will tell you since you want to know, probably by the end of this letter. It sounds to me as if you think I like Jenny. It must be her, since I do not know anyone else who has horses. That is a good guess. I see you like to bet, too. Father will never know. Twice as many letters? I do not recall having the time for that.

    I think I do know why you do not want to move away from the city. Here, you get to see more people, your classmates, and as you have told me before, you do not feel so lonely from no one living close to your farm. Maybe people live too close here in the city, and anyway, it is all I have ever known.

    Is that how you spell ecstatic? If I remember correctly, I believe I spelled it with an ‘x’ since that is what it sounded like to me when Auntie said it. Of course, I asked her what it meant because I did not know myself. Perhaps I should have asked her how to spell it, too. I did not ask her because I thought I knew how to spell it, and I did not want her to think I did not truly know. Well, that should teach me a lesson. At least now I know how to spell the word correctly, thanks to you. And thank you for not pointing out my mistake.

    Yes, sleeping on the floor was no fun at all. But you know what was kind of funny? Most nights, Randall and I did not notice because we were so tired of playing and doing stuff with our cousins. Now that I have it back, I did miss my bed though. Sounds like you were very comfortable at your aunt’s and uncle’s home.

    I should tell you, Mother saw one of my letters to you and she corrected me on something I wrote. She said it is improper English to say “me and Randall” or “Randall and me” to begin a sentence. It should have been “Randall and I.” So I asked her, what about “I and Randall?” Is that okay? Mother said no, it is not. Then she said “Randall and me” could be correct, but it depended on how and where it was used in the sentence. As she is telling me all this, I am thinking to myself, “Now I have English class at home, too?”

    Yes about Wednesdays, if that is what you wish. Missing you has nothing to do with tutoring you. At least, I do not think it does. I might have to think about that some more. But yes, if I can help you in any way with math, then I would be happy to keep tutoring you. And I would not worry about a jealous girl.

    Thank you so much for that beautiful painting of your aunt’s and uncle’s Appaloosa! My entire family thought it looked like the real thing, and I have to agree. What a difference it is to see one in color, instead of black and white. You are a very good painter, just like I thought you would be. Mother and Father said they would help me pay for a frame of some kind. They liked it that much. I know just the place to hang it on my bedroom wall, too. Thank you again for the painting! Father gave me some extra money and said to treat you to whatever you want the next time we are at the café. So start thinking of what you might want to eat and drink!

    Before I forget and sign off on this letter without telling you, I will give you only one hint as to the girl I like. She is reading this letter right now.

    Friends,

    Ray
     
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    Dear Ray,

    I'm not really sure what to say! I had to think for a moment before I realized what you meant. That is, that it is me that you like.

    I am VERY glad to hear that. To be truthful, I was terribly upset that you might like Jenny instead. Though it would have made sense. Her family has horses, she is very sweet, and I just have brown eyes.

    I would very much like to continue our Wednesday afternoon meetings. Even when I no longer need help in math, I would miss you greatly if we didn't meet. Unless it's a problem, of course. And, the reason I do not want to move back to the farm is not just because of being lonely, but because it means leaving you, and I could not do that.

    If we both like each other, does this mean that we are dating now? There isn't anyone else I would rather date than you.

    I'm really glad that you and your family liked my painting! I will be thinking about what to get at the cafe. It might be fun to get something other than a milkshake.

    You have me so surprised. I really don't know what to say.

    Emily
     
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    Dear Emily,

    I am happy that you are glad to hear it is you. I believe I am happier to know that you feel the same way. I do not know what I would have done if you said you liked Danny instead. I am glad I do not have to worry about that now.

    Jenny? You thought I liked Jenny? I think I can see why you would think that. She is a very nice girl, and yes, her family owns horses. But I would take your brown eyes over any of that. Yes, even the horses.

    I enjoy our Wednesday meetings, too. I actually do not care why we meet. I just wish they would last longer. And I cannot decide which of the two I like better. Sitting across of you so I can look into your eyes and see your smiling face, or sitting next to you and being that much closer to you. When you said what you said about moving back to the farm, I had no idea you meant me. I smiled when I read that.

    Are we dating? Well, let us do the math. Father likes to say this, even when there is no math to do. I like you. You like me. I think that equals we are dating. I bet (I really need to stop betting) you wish all math was that easy, right? To tell you the truth, my hand was shaking as I wrote that word, since I have never dated anyone before. I am ecstatic (correct spelling this time) that it is you.

    Liked your painting? I loved it! We dropped it off at a store to get it framed. Father kept saying how such a beautiful Appaloosa should have a frame around it. And I agree, of course. Okay, just for you, I will order something other than a milkshake. Perhaps a hot fudge sundae, since there is brown in it.


    I should really pay more attention to what Father says, because he can be quite funny. Just the other night, I heard him say something about nookie to Mother. And I thought, “Mother made cookies?” Because it did not smell like she did. And then he said it again. That is when Mother slapped him, and all he did was laugh. I guess I do not understand why Mother would slap him when all he wanted was a cookie.

    Ray

    P.S. I do not know how to sign off anymore, since it seems we are beyond friends now. I will think of something for my next letter. I miss you, even though I know I will see you again tomorrow, or the next day.
     
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    Dear Ray,

    Sorry I did not get you a letter yesterday. Things were so busy! Isn't it great that we are in the same English class now? We will definitely get to see each other everyday now.

    I like your math. That is, I like your tutoring, of course, but I like even more the type of math that means we are dating. I would like to study that type of math some more.

    I hope that you did not tell anyone else about your mother and father's conversation! I am very surprised that you have not heard the word "nookie" before. Since you have an older brother, I would have thought you would have heard it from him, at least. It has nothing to do with cookies! I think maybe you ought to ask your brother Robert.

    It is interesting that you said that you miss me. I often think about you as I am lying in bed at night. Pretty certain that means I miss you as well.

    Did you hear about the raid on the speak easy the police found downtown? It's all Daddy can talk about right now. He says that prohibition isn't constitutional, that he fought in the Great War for our freedoms and now the federal government is taking them away. Daddy says a lot of things, though. I am not certain how much he means, and how much he is just saying to hear himself talk. What do you think about it?

    With fondness,
    Emily
     
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    Dear Emily,

    Yes, you are right. I do like being in the same English class with you. Actually, I would like being in any class with you. I must admit though, that I am quite happy our English teacher did not seat us next to each other. I hope you do not take this the wrong way. You see, I am not sure I would be able to concentrate on the school work with you next to me, even if an aisle separates us. I would probably spell ecstatic with an ‘x’ again.

    I would not worry about a missed letter, and I see no reason for you to apologize. To me, it makes your next letter that much more enjoyable. We all get busy, right? And now with you painting, perhaps you are busier than most. I think I have borrowed and read every book about horses from our school’s library.

    You will be happy to know that I had to read your math paragraph a few times before it sunk in. I kept thinking you meant regular math. Once I realized it was mostly about dating math, I had to smile at how clever you were. I guess we can thank Father for always “doing the math.” Maybe with this new kind of math, you can tutor me.

    Oh my, you are so right! I did ask Robert about “nookie.” He laughed at first, until he saw I really wanted to know. After he told me, he said my face was just a shade lighter than my hair. I had no idea. Perhaps it should not rhyme with cookie! Now I know why Mother slapped Father that night, though I do wonder if Father ever got his nookie. I definitely will not be asking either of them!

    I am happy to know that you think of me at night, because I think of you at night, too. In fact, it seems I have been thinking of you so much lately, that you have managed to sneak into my dreams. I do not mind. Even in those dreams when you can fly and I cannot. And on those nights when I somehow do not dream about you, I am very disappointed the next morning. Seeing you at school, however, gets rid of the disappointment really quickly.

    I did hear about that police raid on the speak easy you mentioned. Mother and Father were talking about it a lot, too. They even answered some of our questions. Well, the questions were all from Robert and me. Randall was busy in our room drawing knights or something. I am not as smart as Mother and Father about this subject, but I think your Daddy is right, especially if he fought for our freedoms in the war like he says. I think of all the women and men who did not return home from that terrible war. What did they die for?

    We keep hearing and learning how the United States is supposed to be a free country. If this is so, then people should be able to drink alcohol whenever and wherever they want. I think Father said something about crime being linked with the alcohol. I am not all that sure about it, but I am certain Father knows what he is talking about. I am somewhat curious about what this alcohol tastes like. Are you not curious, too? If the police are involved, something tells me it will not taste anything like a chocolate milkshake.

    Thinking of you,

    Ray
     
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    Ray,

    I think that when it comes to alcohol, that I am of two minds about it (that is what mother says when she can’t make up her mind about something). I agree that Americans should be able to have the freedoms that we fought for. Restricting something as common as what we can drink isn’t freedom, is it? But, I have also seen the effects of alcohol on a person first hand. From what I can tell, it does something to people to make them crazy mean angry not themselves. I’m not sure how else to explain it, sorry.

    Also, I am not curious as to what alcohol tastes like, because I have tried it myself. It is simply awful. Nothing like a milkshake. If you ever meet my parents, please do not tell them. They would be very cross with me. But I was once curious like you and took a little sip when I had the opportunity. I have never tried it again.

    I would much rather think about you than a speak easy. I only brought it up because my Your blue eyes and red hair are much more interesting. Thinking about them always makes me feel better when I am sad.

    I noticed also that you will not be wearing any of the new clothes you got for Christmas. You’re much taller than you were before the summer. I am almost the same height as my mother. She says I probably won’t be taller than her. Do you think you will be as tall as your father? I saw him at the school once talking to your mother. I know he was your father because they kissed each other’s cheeks and he kept taking her hand over the desk. They are awfully cute together. She is so small and he is so tall. But I am already taller than your mother.

    Painting classes begin next Friday! I’m very excited. Are you planning to join any of the sports teams? I heard Paul talking about tryouts.

    Affectionately,

    Emily
     
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    Dear Emily,

    I find it interesting with what you wrote about alcohol. It sounds like you agree that people should be able to do what they want, when they want. Yet, it does not sound so appealing if you have seen what happens when someone drinks. I am curious as to why you crossed out the words crazy, mean, and angry. As curious as I might be about it, I also do not wish to be nosey. If you would rather not say, then I understand.

    You have tried alcohol? Perhaps the next time we meet, you can try to explain to me what it tastes like. Although I do wonder that if you found it to be awful, why do so many people like to drink it? Do not worry. Your secret is safe with me. I will not mention it to your parents, or anyone else for that matter. Now I wonder if my folks have any alcohol in the house. Maybe I will look around the next time I am home alone. I am not sure what I will do if I find any though. Maybe sneak a taste like you did. Maybe not.

    You always put a smile on my face when I read how you think of me, although I did not care much to read how at times you are sad. But if my eyes and hair make you feel better, then I will not dye my hair black. Just teasing. I think Mother would kill me if I ever did that. Well, perhaps not actually kill me, but she would be very angry with a capital A! Not much I can do about the eyes, so I guess you are stuck with those blues.

    Reading about colors, it would seem my favorite color is brown. I cannot think of another color I like as much. As you know Father has said, “let us do the math.” So, shall we do the math? Chocolate milkshakes are brown. Your hair is brown. Your eyes are brown. Is it any wonder how brown became my favorite color?

    Yes, you are right about those clothes. It appears as if Randall will have those clothes sooner rather than later. I think Mother called it a growth spurt, though she does not know where that came from. That is a good question. Both parents think all three of us will either match Father’s height, or end up a little taller than him. Perhaps Mother has been watering me without my knowing it. You are taller than Mother, too? This does not surprise me, as I think you and I still have some growing to do. She also likes to call the four of us her Redwoods, and how she is always dwarfed by her Redwoods.

    You saw my folks kissing each other’s cheeks? That sounds like them, as they are not shy about public displays of affection. I cannot imagine why they would want to hide it from others. I am guessing this is what happens when two people have been married for a while. Are your parents like that, too?

    I am sure you will have a lot of fun during your painting classes, mostly because you are already so good at it. I would imagine that does not even feel like a class, and any homework is probably fun. Well, unless there is some reading to do. I am thinking you might have to study about all those master painters, if that is what they are called.

    Well, I am unsure if I will make the team, but I do plan on trying out for the baseball team. It is, after all, Father’s most favorite sport. And he adores and roots for the St. Louis Cardinals. I once told him a few of my friends at school like the New York Yankees. He was not all that impressed by that. I think he said something about “everybody is a Yankees fan.” And he did not say it in a nice tone of voice. If we are at the park, he will hit grounders and pop flies to the three of us. Then we will take turns hitting. We play a lot of catch in our backyard, too. He likes to remind us that we will never know if we do not try. I think he was happy when I told him I would try out for the baseball team. I always listen when he offers tips on how to catch, throw, and hit. So we will see if I make the team. Wish me luck!

    Thinking of you,

    Ray
     
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    Dear Ray,

    I crossed out the words because I do not like to talk about it. That is, I started to, but thought better of it. But, if anyone were to know, I would prefer it to be you. I know I can trust you. My father drinks--a lot. I'd rather not say where he gets it from. But it makes him act horribly. That is, he is worse when he is drinking. I remember him being very nice when I was very little, but he has been mean and angry since he came back from the war.


    That doesn't sound like a nice thing to say at all. I don't mean it like that. Only that it is what the alcohol seems to do to him.

    On the subject of parents. No, my parents do not display affection publicly. Sometimes I even wonder why they married at all. Mother often sleeps in the guest room. In face, she sleeps there so often that Daddy has taken to calling it "her" room instead of the "guest" room.

    I am very happy to be stuck with your blue eyes. They remind me of the blue sky, and it always reminds me of you on a clear day. I think I will be stuck with your eyes for as long as you would care to stick with me. I hope I am not too forward in saying so.

    I don't know much about sports. Daddy always said that sports were for boys. At this school there are girls' sports, too, but I don't think Daddy would approve if I tried out for them, other than what we have to do in our physical education class. What are grounders? And flies? I do hope you get on the team, since you seem to know so much about it. Though baseball tryouts aren't for some time yet? I think Paul was referring to football.

    My next painting is supposed to be a person. I think I am going to try and paint my grandfather, from a photo I have of him. If it's any good, I will give it to Daddy as a gift. I don't know, though. I have only painted trees and animals and such before. I don't know if I will be good at painting people too.

    Emily
     
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    Dear Emily,

    I apologize. I should not have asked you about those words you crossed out. I had no idea it would be that personal. I knew they were not misspelled, and that is why I asked you. But yes, you can trust me, just as I trust you.

    After reading about your father, perhaps I do not want to try alcohol, after all. It would be one thing if he was happy and funny when drinking, but if he turns mean and angry, then, well, I must rethink tasting it. I wonder how much of his experiences in the war add to his anger. Mother also told me it is not very good for you. I did ask her about it. I remember it taking her a while before she answered my questions, as she just looked at me. I thought she would ask me something, but she did not.

    I am also sorry to read that about your parents. Again, I wonder how much of the war and all of its horrors changed him. Father likes to use pet names for Mother, especially calling her “lover” instead of her name. He likes to pat her bottom a lot, too, though I know he does not do it to hurt her. She must like it, since she laughs and gives him a look and a smile every time. All of that sounds like affection to me. I just wish your folks were like that, too.

    Stuck with you? I would not mind that at all, and I do not think you were too forward in saying that. I cannot imagine anyone else I would want to be stuck with than you. I believe you already know what your brown eyes remind me of.

    Yes, you are right about baseball tryouts not happening until the spring. I got a little carried away with that since Father was so happy to hear I would try out when the time came. Since then, he has taken us to the park on nice days to sort of practice. Our back yard is not big enough for him to hit pop flies. The ball would definitely land in some neighbor’s yard. Well, grounders are basically balls he hits to us that travel on the ground. It is to practice our fielding skills. Flies are balls he hits to us in the air. We track it and try to catch the ball without it touching the ground. If it does, then it is either a base hit or an error on the fielder.

    If there is a sport you would like to try out for, I think you should. All I know is I would come to watch you play and cheer for you. Football? I think I laughed when I read that in your letter. I think I am too skinny for football. Besides, Mother refuses to sign the parental waiver. I am pretty sure that is what the form is called. It only needs one parent to sign it, but she even told Father to not even think of signing it, or there would be hell to pay. Yes, she actually said hell. She also said her little boy would not be bloodied and bullied while playing a game. Like you, I am in high school now, and she still calls me her little boy. In fact, she calls all three of us her little boys. The funny thing is that we are all taller than her. It must be a mother kind of thing.

    Good luck with painting your grandfather from a photograph. I hope that goes well and you are happy with the results. If you ever need a live person to practice your painting skills on, let me know. I will be more than happy to pose for you. My modelling fees are quite modest. Just one chocolate milkshake. With you.

    Always thinking of you,

    Ray
     
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    Dear Ray,

    I know it has been a while since you gave it to me, but I can’t thank you enough for the hair pin you got me over winter break. Today I got yet another compliment on it. The silver butterfly looks so pretty against my brown hair.

    Also, congratulations on making the baseball team!! I’ll bet your father is so very proud. I know I am! You have been practicing so much lately. You won’t mind if I come to your practices, will you? Your parents might have to drive me home afterward. Maybe if I attend your practices I will understand it better?

    Also, remember that we have four chapters and journal entries due in English class by Friday. I’m reminding you because last time you were short in your reading. If you want, we could read some together Wednesday before your practice. Maybe… we could hold hands again? I really liked that on Saturday at the café. I always worried that my hands were too damp to hold someone else’s. But I noticed that your hand was damp, too, and that made me feel better. If both our hands are damp, then neither of us should be bothered by it. I suppose you could count that as a new math lesson.

    Is this Love Math? Because, I am fairly certain that I love you. No, not fairly certain. Definitely certain. It is okay if you do not love me back. I know that you like me, and that is enough for me. Fran says that I should not tell you that, but I still think I should. I think Fran is jealous that I’m dating someone, and she’s not.

    Fran also says that the school she went to is much bigger and nicer than ours. I’m glad she moved here, because she is a good friend to me, but sometimes she annoys me with her comparisons of how much better everything is where she used to live.

    I am out of paints again, and Daddy refuses to let mother buy me more. I talked to Mrs. Crawford about it. She said that she would write up the cost of the paints as a school fee. Then she’ll buy them for me. She says she doesn’t want to see my talent be wasted and “unable to be free.” I thought that was a rather silly way to put it, but I’m very glad for what she is doing for me, so I won’t complain.

    Looking forward to seeing you again tomorrow.

    Love,

    Emily
     
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    Dearest Emily,

    I am happy to hear how much you like that hairpin. With your brown hair providing the perfect backdrop, I had a feeling that silver butterfly would stand out perfectly. It is good to hear you are receiving compliments about it. I think that butterfly is lucky beyond words.

    Thank you for your well wishes on making the baseball team. I was really nervous during tryouts. I think most of the boys were like me, not wanting to make mistakes while trying to impress the coaches. From the sound of it, one of the coaches wants me to be a pitcher. That is the player who stands on the mound and throws to the batter, trying to get him to hit a grounder or a fly ball. If that happens, hopefully teammates will make the out. Another way to get the batter out would be to tally three strikes on him. That is called a strikeout.

    Yes, Father was quite pleased with the good news. He was even more impressed with my position of pitcher. Ever since then, he has been teaching me how to throw a curveball. I am beginning to get the hang of that pitch. Of course I do not mind if you attend my practices. I just hope you do not become too bored with it. If Father also happens to be at practice, you can also ask him about the game. He would be more than happy to explain it to you. Actually, I believe you would be my lucky charm, whether at practice or a game.

    And thank you about the reminder for those chapters and journal entries that are due. Reading with you on Wednesday sounds great, though honestly, I think you are a distraction. Perhaps that is why I have fallen short in my reading. Who cares about words when you are around? I would rather look at you than chapter upon chapter. Although it may sound like it, I am not blaming you in any way, and I cannot think of a better distraction.

    I would very much like to hold hands again. I must admit, I laughed when I read what you wrote about our damp hands. Maybe next time, we could just switch hands. Also, I think the more we do it, the less damp our hands will be. My hand was damp because I was nervous. I do not think I will be nervous about it all the time. Yes, that sounds like a new math lesson to me, too.

    Oh my. I was absolutely stunned about what you wrote about love. I guess we are old enough for that. And yes, I do like you, but I also think it is a perfect time to do some math. In a bowl, place 50 L’s. Add 50 I’s. Next, throw in 50 K’s. And finally, include 50 E’s. Mix it all up and what do we have? With that many likes, it looks like love to me. That is my roundabout way of saying that I have fallen in love with you.

    And never mind what your friend Fran said. I am glad you decided to tell me. If I were you, and if Fran keeps annoying you, I would just remind her that she is no longer there. She is here. That might make her think twice about always comparing. Also, she may really miss where she used to live.

    That was really nice of Mrs. Crawford, though I do not understand why your father does not want your mother to buy you more paints. By now, he must know how good you are at painting and how much you enjoy it. I hope his anger does not have anything to do with this.

    I may be late in asking and that would be my fault. I was afraid that you would say no or someone else had already asked you. Would you like to go with me to the spring dance? I know it has a fancier name, but I cannot think about it right now. I am too anxious about asking you. I understand if you are already going to the dance with another boy. As I have said, I think I waited too long in asking you.

    With love,

    Ray
     
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