Dear Mr. Strider
It seems that after ive lost count of how many years of emailing one another theres been quite the plot twist in our chronicle. You see my grandfather just recently passed away and i have noticed a decline in my grandmothers state of mind ever since. Shes become somewhat more radical in her vision of life and doesnt seem to want to stay in this same house. You know the one with the garden and the tomatoes? Oh i dont suppose you remember it was so long ago. But i have to keep my everchanging mind on one plotline or else ill never reach my news. Anyways she doesnt wish to stay in our old house anymore.
Or this area.
Or this country.
Or this continent.
Im moving to the US of A, my chum! And in case all of the above doesnt sound already un-fucking-believable and completely fortuitous - Im moving just around your area.
Mother of an unpremeditated child this is going to be so strange. Pardon the vulgar language i just never in my life once considered the fact of how even though id consider you to be one of my best friends and definitely the one that has stuck with me the longest ive never ever met you in person. You could after all still be a middle aged woman thats just posing to be a 17 year old teenager for the hubbub of it all. For all you know i could still be an old chap with an overly active imagination and all the stories ive told you are complete gibberish.
Yet still all i can do is assure you that i am actually moving to illinois (which i still dont understand exactly how to pronounce) and im just in your area.
Quite awkwardly your friend,
Jake English.
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