Letter #13
April. 14. 1998 Tuesday
Hello God!
Today was a very relaxed day. Grandpa came home. But now the house smells all funny. I'm just glad grandpa's back. He lost almost all of his hair, and now he has to be in a wheelchair. But that's alright. God, I believe you have the power to heal! I just heard the front door open, must be the doctor checking up on grandpa. He doesn't do much. There's was that one time when he gave me a funny look and said how sorry he is. I know grandpa is sick, but I know he'll get better. Grandma is also starting to get sick. She has been sneezing and coughing all morning. I hope Macy won't get mad if I don't show up. Maybe I should go and see if grandma needs anything. She has been in bed too. See you later.
Ashely
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