Dear Kyle,

Mommy and daddy seem really tired and... what's that word called? I think it's stressed. Backwards for desserts, which they've been giving me a lot of. Yummy! Anyway, I told them that when summer came, I was going to Heaven. They only looked at each other. When I went to bed later that night, they fought again, and I don't know why. They never used to fight like this. Maybe if you come back, we can go on an adventure and teach them to be nice to each other! That's what they always taught us to do, so why not teach them the same thing? I'll be waiting!

Your best friend,

Amy