He’ll be just
fine
the Boy, that is. He’ll be just fine. Honestly and truly. And you know that I would not lie to you, right? Right!
The Boy and I are off on our adventure to Washington, D.C. It’ll start with a trip up to Anchorage by road (please, no snow this time!), a viewing of my four (!!!) photos which were selected to be hung in the Fur Rondy Photo Contest (beeeg smile!)?and an overnight stay at a hotel close to the airport . . . then an early morning shower and mad dash to the airport to meet the girl’s chaperone at the airline desk by 6:30 a.m.
Flight leaves at 9.
Lessa
will
be
FINE
really and truly she will – you will, my girl. I was when you took off and went to New Yawk and when you went to Florida and then to Europe . . . TWICE . . . without me. I was when your sister did this very trip at the oh, so tender age of 14.
Really and truly I was fine.
just fine
after . . .
yup, you know.
😉
see you the 11th! We’ll be just fine!