Dear Karen.

Larry ran across the parking lot

waving the gift and yelling: Stop! Stop!

But, you  and John were gone.

I am so sorry that I forgot all about it.

I was thinking about our dinner with you and John

and it certainly was a gift to us.

Did the visit go fast or was it my imagination?

Do you know what else was a gift?

That DESSERT! Oh My GOSH.

I am off to the Mailing Room to mail your gift!

Love you.

Me