To: condorboy
Date: Saturday, November 5—4:11 PM
Subject: sorry
Connor,
You’re sweet. I’ve never met your dog, but I’m sure she’s sweet too. Just one big, sweet happy Connor family. I’m actually feeling better already. Sometimes I just get sad and melodramatic, and then I snap out of it. It must be PMS or the seasons changing or something. I mean it. Don’t worry about me.
The ghosts didn’t get me. I spent Halloween watching reality television, which was even scarier.
Apologies,
Isabel