Dear Pearl,

I had Louise rearrange the shoe boxes at the back of the closet yesterday and she was so rude about it.  I think she must be going through The Change.  Again?!  She snapped at all of us all day long and rammed the Hoover right into the wall so hard she chipped the woodwork.  And she burnt the peas at dinner.  I am trying to be patient.  After all her bad behavior she DID produce this old photo of me that had slipped between the shoe boxes.  I think it's right around the time I had moved into the neighborhood and met you.  We were scheming about elocution lessons with that girl down the street.  What was her name?  And I fought with my mother about wearing black socks with my white dress.  Write soon, won't you?

I Remain As Always, Your Devoted Miss Blue