Hey Kimmie,
Do you remember a party that you and I attended in Sharon? You were about 13 and I was 16 and feeling very cool and superior to the silly little 13 year olds. I did my best to outdance, outflirt, and grab all of the attention. I was actually trying to cover up the fact that I felt so inferior to my drop-dead gorgeous cousin, Kim.
The next morning, my mother called me into her room to express her disappointment in my behavior the previous evening. You had apparently called her and told her that I was a "sex pot". I was flattered beyond relief.
Now you get better soon because you have promised to have lunch wih me and I'm not letting you off the hook. Do you hear me?????
I love you, Kimmie.
XOXOXO,
Pam
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