Been thinking about you again today. I imagine you will be starting school this year. You don't know how tempting is is to figure out which school you will be attending and taking on a volunteer job there just to catch a glimpse of you once in a while. But I know your dad -- he would be upset and both of us and your mother would pay for it. It is not worth risking your safety and happiness for that. I hope that some day you will be big enough to do what you want and maybe come see me. I just live down the street from you -- about 2 miles north. I don't know if I'll still be living there when you're old enough to read this, if you ever do.
I hope you have wonderful teachers.
Love, Grandma A.
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