OK, I'm thinking of a letter.
Ok. Now what?
OK, I got one.
Okay I'm thinking ..... But so far nothing is happening.
I'm thinking of several . . . That were written to me when I was 12 by a girl living in Pennsylvania. We met one summer and I told her we could still be boyfriend girlfriend even over great distances . . . Yup, I was wrong.
The Letter from a Birmingham Jail?
I am gonna have to pick D!