I hope this letter finds you well. (That's how my mom says I should start letters. Only she calls 'em "missives" -- what's that all about?)

The other day me and Andy were playing racketball over by the scary old cave and he said he thought he saw a mummy. I told him they weren't real, and he got this weird look in his eyes and said "Oh, they're real. They're real, all right. You'll find out soon enough."

We just added a communications room to the awesome tree fort that me and Donny and Johnny are building. Some of the girls came by while we were working on it, but we told them "No Girls Allowed." Then I had to run after and tell Regan McFarland that she could come look after the other guys were gone.

Another!