Dear Vannie,

I read your letter.

I was surprised to hear that the fox was brilliantly finished in the hunt.

My brother is twelve, he's already in college, but he's never been hunting or anything, and he can't ride a horse.

Vanny's only eleven, but you can do anything.

I've never even seen a living fox or anything, so I asked my mother that it's even hard to spot her because she runs much faster than a dog and hides herself as soon as she feels signs of people.

I, even a dog running lightly, will soon lose sight of me.

I can't imagine a fox running much faster than that.

I'm sure you won't even be able to see me.

Vanny is really amazing at tailoring that.

That's how you get more and more successful and reliable.

Now I'm learning to socialize and dance to be the lady you deserve to stand next to.

And I thought it would take me to be a lord's wife, so I started studying bookkeeping and cashiering.

I'm just beginning to learn, so I haven't had any great achievements like yours, but I'd like to add a little bit more to what I can do.

By the time we meet again in college, I'm sure you'll be a nice lady.

Yeah, well, the other day, the roses in the garden bloomed beautifully, so I popped them.

This was my first time, but I will send it to you with this letter because you complimented your mother on doing well.

I'm glad you used it.

See you later.

Your letter, I look forward to it.

From your future wife, Cellulose Ballard.