Dear Notch,

I couldn't find this book earlier. It had been sent off somewhere else, faraway, hidden so that I couldn't find it. Somebody- or something is against us. I know that you wouldn't do that. I really want to tell you, but I'm hoping that it will blow over and maybe everything will go back to how it should be...

Love,
Steve

[The following words look as if they were scribbled over in an attempt to get rid of them]

Dear 'Steve',

You won't last long. Your little book is pointless, and it will never go back to how you think it should be.

-x