Dear Kyle,

Yuck! The cookies I made came out black, but since they were still cookies, I tasted them for you. You better be happy that I ate them before you did. You should be thanking me because you won't have that bad taste in your mouth right now. But anyways, I tried to wrap them up and put it in a package to send with this letter, but mom stopped me. I was surprised because this was the first time she talked to me since daddy left. But I listened to her. Because I love her, and I knew she was sad. Mommy should never be sad. Enjoy these pictures of the cookies I made. The sight might be just as bad as the taste, but at least I tried.

Your best friend,

Amy

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