A letter to a friend
I had to tell my best friend and ask what she thought I should do. A couple days ago I got this letter from my best friend, Betty. ____________________________________________________________________ Dear Joan, I’ve just gotta tell someone about the wild things that are happening in my life for a while now or I’ll just bust. I know that you, if anyone will understand and tell me what you think. Several weeks ago, just after my seventeenth birthday, Mom asked me to go over to her friend’s house ‘cause she needed someone to help her with some chores and she was willing to pay. I have known her all my life as she is one on Mom’s best friends from back in their high school years. I’ve grown up calling her Auntie Michelle even though she is …