Dearest Pearl,

Thank you so much for shedding light on the whole Giant Grasshopper business, Pearl. I was relieved to know that it was not YOU singing Hail Britannia that enraged the towering insect. I remember how you loved to sing. And how fascinated you were with all things British that summer in Gagetown. You spent long hours tending to that Queen Anne Apple tree in your father's garden. Say, what ever happened to those apples?

I Remain As Always Your Devoted Miss Blue