12 June, 1894
Rex,I have been tasked with practicing my penmanship, and you are my chosen victim.
Some of the other girls have written half of their life story on their parchment, but I can hardly think of a single thing to say. It's not as if I am away from home for extended periods of time. So I beg you, tell me something amusing. You must have grand plans this summer, or some trouble you intend to get into (or trouble you have already gotten into).
Always with you in spirit,