Not much has changed since you have been gone.
It's still 1,000 degrees in Arkansas and so humid that your jeans moisten from sweat and cling to your sticky skin.
Gross, I know.
How's Rexburg? Are you in Mormon heaven?
I have been meaning to ask, are potatoes a hot commodity there? I imagine you sitting around with the Book of Mormon in your lap eating scalloped, mashed, fried, baked potato concoctions- so many potatoes that they are practically coming out of your ears.
After all, that is what Idaho is famous for, didn't you know?
I'm sure my depiction of you is accurate. Don't tell me if it's not. I quite enjoy seeing you stuff your face with potatoes.
I am excited to know that I have a letter in the mail- #2 since we became pen pals. Real mail is so much more exciting than emails and texts.
By the way, I posted some pictures on your Facebook wall. Have you seen them yet? Well, here they are for your convenience.
This is my "I miss you" face.
This is my "I can't wait to see you again!" face.
Love you.
Miss you.
Your Best Friend,
Autumn Bottom
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