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Mom writes:

Hey Kristine baby. We miss you. Hope you are getting settled. Hope the futon you got before you left fits the room. Your sister and I can't wait to see the place. Today it rained. Buckets. Your father was going to cut the grass but went to the mall instead. You know how your father is about the mall. We're still talking with the insurance company about the fire in the Dodge. Who would have thought it would take this long to get this thing settled. I didn't. Anyways, thought I'd drop a quick hello. I'm sure you're busy with school and all. How are the other teachers you're working with? How are the students? Any hell raisers? Talk to you soon, Ms. Beaver!

Love Mom!