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March 9th, 2007
Dear Spencer,
How are you doing? I know we only saw each other again like 4 days ago, but I couldn't wait to send this letter. I knew I missed you all these years, but seeing you again made me realize how badly I missed you, and I don't want that to happen again. So I'm wasting no time in sending you my first letter.
How was your flight home? Do they still give out those little bags of peanuts? I haven't been on a plane since I moved here, what almost 3 years ago now? I can't believe it's been 4 years since we lived together. I wonder if Dr. Canagan is still working over at the university. He has to have retired he was so old when we first started uni.
I tripped down the stairs the day after you left. I'm OK, just my knee and ego are pretty bruised. Happened in front of the new girl, Amanda. There goes my cool rep. Now I'm the guy who fell down the stairs. Work is good otherwise though, I make enough to live alone off of my music, what more could a musician ask for? Well, other than like to be rich
How's your mom work, Mr. Hero? Is it everything we dreamed it would be, using your big brain to help people? I saw the news for the case you were working when you were here, glad you caught her,
Now, if my memory serves me correct, and I'm sure it does, you're more of a coffee guy, but I got this new kind of tea, it's raspberry lemonade, it's actually really good. I put a bag in the envelope for you let me know what you think of it
can't wait to hear from you
-Ethan Stewart