You know, Franklin, I never expected someone to give me a present like you did. Especially some boy. we are 3 sisters in this family. I mean we were. And we don't have any brothers. So there are things, of course, that we can't know. And don't know. About boys. So we can be surprised. When you dumped the little fawn you killed on my driveway, I wasn't surprised. I knew boys did things like that. Boys have reputations in the world that everybody knows about, even if they don't have a brother.
But when out of the bluest blue, you brought over that furry little baby for me and my horse today, it was really . . . I don't know the word to put for it!
But anyway, it just makes me so happy to have her. And I do know something a lot better and nicer about boys, or at least one of them.
See you soon, I hope. I want to show you a picture I'm making of Consuela.
(In invisible ink, she wrote, X O after her name and rolled her eyes, feeling very dangerous to boys.)
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