Angel's Craft
Dear Redneck Son,
I'm
writing this letter slow because I know you can't read fast.
We
don't live where we did when you left home.
Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20
miles from your home, so we moved.
I won't
be able to send you the address because the last family that lived here took
the house numbers when they moved so that they wouldn't have to change their
address.
This
place is really nice. It even has a
washing machine. I'm not sure it works
so well though: last week I put a load in and pulled the chain and haven't seen
them since.
The
weather isn't bad here. It only rained
twice last week; the first time for three days and the second time for four
days.
About
that coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Stanley said it would be to
heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them
in the pockets.
John
locked his keys in the car yesterday.
We were really worried because it took him two hours to get me and your
father out.
Your
sister had a baby this morning; but I haven't found out what it is yet so I
don't know if your an aunt or an uncle. The baby looks just like your
brother...
Uncle
Ted fell in a whiskey vat last week.
Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off playfully and
drowned. We had him cremated and he
burned for three days.
Three
of your friends went off a bridge in a pick-up truck. Ralph was driving. He
rolled down the window and swam to safety.
Your other two friends were in back.
They drowned because they couldn't get the tailgate down.
There
isn't much more news at this time.
Nothing much has happened.
Love,
Mom
P.S. I
was going to send you some money but the envelope was already sealed.
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