Love in 1860 (An Easy English Story): Part 10
October 22, 1869
Dear Grace,
This is David.
Last month, we were walking in the woods with Theodore. You wanted to see New York City from the top of the mountain. You ran in front of us. A rock broke, and you fell down a steep hill.
Theodore and I searched for you for many hours. We came back the next day. And the next day. But we could not find you.
Yesterday, I found a box. There were many letters in it. The letters were yours.
My beautiful Grace. I did not know that you came from 2025. You were so lonely here at first. Why didn’t you tell me?
You came here after you hit your head. Did you hit your head again? Did you go back to 2025? Are you in Boston? Can you see your mother?
If you are in 2025, I hope you can find this letter.
I miss you every day. I miss your smile. I miss your strong laugh. I miss doing jigsaw puzzles with you in the evenings. I miss fighting with you about chores. I miss holding you at night.
Theodore smiles like you. He is a great writer like you.
I will love you forever. Please be happy, Grace.
Yours forever,
David Wilson
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