Dear Lauren, April, 16, 1943
Today, me and Rodrick played in Grandmother’s backyard. Should I say, my backyard because this is my new home. For now, I’m hoping. I wore the socks he gave me today. They were pink and fuzzy. I love them! Grandmother’s youngest cat has ran away. Her name was Mouser and she left two days ago. I’m hoping she’ll return unless Mr. Whiskers will be very lonely. It hasn’t been too rainy for the last few days. And yes, you were correct. Flowers are starting to bloom! Roses are my favorite. The honey bees are buzzing around from flower to flower. Rodrick got stung. I suppose he was allergic because he left for the hospital yesterday. Scary, huh? Well, I have to go help feed Mr. Whiskers. Write me back, please.

Sincerely,
Lucy