Letters from Chicago

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July 25, 2004

Dear Amanda,

Sorry I didn’t write you again more quickly. Keeping up a steady correspondence with an entire mansion full of people isn’t easy, but I figured I should drop you a note to see how you were doing? I hope you and everyone else are well. I am, mainly. Am being harassed by some guys I taught a lesson to last week, but nothing I can’t handle. Especially since more than half the local kids are on my side. Actually, the locals here are pretty nice. It’s a bit of a shock, since I didn’t really get on well with any of them before I left. Didn’t even know most of them, truth be told.

But that’s neither here nor there. I was mainly just writing to say hi, and that I miss everyone. It seems like I say that in every letter I write this summer, but that probably just goes to show how very true it is. Stay safe and be well,

-Kitty

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July 25, 2004

Dear Jamie,

Have I told you lately I love you? Not recently enough, I’m sure. Love you.

Going slightly stir crazy, and unfortunately, the end of this month isn’t bringing me another weekend with you. Tried to suggest to my Jailermother that she should let me take a weekend for good behavior and go visit the school, but she was adamant. Apparently my behavior hasn’t been all that good. Don’t know what she’s talking about – I only mention you and the school and NY and everyone I miss once every couple of hours.

Honestly, if she didn’t want a mopey teenager living at home she should have left me at school. I’m her own fault, in more ways than one.

And blowing off a little steam in a letter helps, so thanks, and sorry that’s what most of this one is, but unfortunately there’s not much else worth talking about. Am getting on well with most of the locals, and the ones I don’t get on with are learning to stay out of my way. I may not be a killer ninja or swashbuckling pirate, but I’m cleverer than they are and they’ve figured it out.

How about you? How go your relations with the local townies? HeliX meetings still going well? I certainly hope so. Say hi to everyone at the next one for me, and tell them I miss them. Also, see what they would think about branching out to other cities.

Oh, gotta run. Dad’s taking me out to dinner and he just pulled up.
Love you!
-Kit

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July 25, 2004

Dear Angelo,

Hi! How are you? How’s everyone at the school? Hope things are going well.

I’m doing ok here in Chi-town, although I miss all of you like crazy. I guess that’s just the way things are going to be, at least for another month.

Just wanted to say ‘hi’, and also thank you for being so wonderful in general. You’ve done a lot for me, and it occurs to me I don’t say thank you enough. Enclosed a bunch of pictures I took the other week that I thought you’d like. You’ve seen NYC and LA, figured I’d give you a chance to see another metropolis, even if only vicariously.

Hugs and love to all, -Kitty

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July 25, 2004

Dear Paige,

I think I’ve rather outdone myself with the paper. Who knew they made stationary with glitter mixed into the paper. Whatever you do, don’t let Clarice know of this invention – it could drive her mad with lust, or something.

How’s things? How’re people? Is there any new gossip in the mansion? Not that I ever followed the old gossip with more than a passing glance and a thorough reading of the journal system, but seeing as I’m currently denied both I shall rely upon you to at least pretend to keep me informed.

It’s like journalism, only more trashy.

Just think, Paige, this could be your first step to a columnist job for the Weekly World News, or even the Enquirer. Although, really, Baby Born With Two Heads isn’t all that newsworthy in the modern age when we understand all the things which can go wrong during pregnancy, and Tragic Dog Baby’s not all that unlikely, given we’re mutants.

Yeah, ok, so I still fail at this whole ‘being girly’ thing. Am getting lessons on it occasionally from some of the girls in my dance class, but they seem to think I’m even more hopeless than anyone thought before. Although that may be because I have absolutely no interest in movie stars. I told them I had a boyfriend and they said it didn’t matter, I could ogle anyway, and I said that ogling was one thing and obsessing over was an entirely different matter. Then half of them walked off in a huff and the other half just laughed at me.

Seems I may have to resign myself to failing at one thing, at least. But you’ll still love me even if I never manage to figure out what the difference between a color treatment and dying hair is, right?

Anyway, love to all, and be well, and write me back, because letters entertain me in my times of deepest sorrow, or something.

Yours affectionately,
-Kit

Comments

A little piece of paper shoved into the envelope...

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Kitty,

You know what I've just realized? The only person in the entire world who knows how many people in the mansion's beds I want to stick frogs in, even though I love them all veryvery much, is (what feels like) a bazillion miles away.

Huh. Food for thought.

<3,
Paige