Our friends, Richie, Mom and Dad, and I got together at my house where I live with Mom and Dad. I'm still too young to live by myself. We all saw Richie had an envelope in his hands. It made us curious who had sent the letter.

"Who's that from, Richie?" Potsie asked.

"Mallory. Remember they visited us here in Milwaukee when they won that contest?" Richie asked.

"Of course I remember," I answered.

"Well, there's some disappointing news in this letter about Dawn and Mary Anne," he said.

"What's the news about them?" Chachi asked.

"Mallory wants to get together with us to say good – bye to them and have a pizza party," Richie said as he read Mallory's letter.

"Do Mary Anne and Dawn know about this pizza party?" I asked.

"Mallory and her friends want it to be a surprise," he answered.

"That's a good idea, Richard," Mom replied.

"Of course it is. What should I tell Mallory?" Richie asked.

"Are they coming out here?" Potsie asked.

Lori Beth wasn't with us today, but Richie would show her Mallory's letter. She'll be disappointed as well.

"I don't know how to answer that, Potsie. We can write them again or should one of us do it?" Ralph asked.

"One of you can do it," Richie told him.

"Good idea, Richie. You're a better writer than all of us," I told him.

"Thanks, Joanie," he told me.

"You're welcome," I replied.

"Can I do the writing this time, Richie?" asked Dad.

"Sure, Dad. It's always fun to take turns," Richie answered.

We all agreed with him. We all decided it was a good idea to visit Arnold's and show Al the letter Richie just received from Mallory. Mom and Dad decided to stay home because they had stuff going on.

"I'll write the letter while you're all gone," Dad told us.

None of us said a word as Fonzie opened the front door so we all could leave.

"See you later," I told them.

Mom and Dad didn't say a word as Chachi slammed the door behind us.

We all got into the car as Fonzie and Chachi rode on Fonzie's motorcycle. Fonzie and Chachi gave us a head start as we got into Ralph's car.

"Since when is Mr. C a letter writer?" Ralph asked us.

"He's not, Ralph. He offered to this one," answered Richie.

"Maybe someday we can visit Stoneybrook where the girls live," said Potsie.

"You may never know, Potsie," I told him.

"I forget what they said about Stoneybrook being a city or a small town," Potsie remarked.

"I think Dawn said in one of the letters Stoneybrook is a city," I answered.

"I think Joanie's right," agreed Richie.

We all talked about different things as we dove to Arnold's. That was fine with us.

"Dad's probably starting that letter by now, Richie," I replied.

"I don't know. I found that strange since we hardly see him and a pencil and paper," Ralph said.

We all had to agree on that one. Since when did Dad become a letter writer? I asked myself. That's out – of – character for him. Even my brother and friends agreed.

We finally made it to Arnold's, found a parking place and then walked inside together.

"When can I show Jenny that letter from Mallory?" I asked.

"Why do you ask a question like that for, Joanie?" Richie asked.

"She liked our last adventure, Richie," Potsie reminded him.

"I guess I forgot about that one," Ralph said.

Once we walked inside, we saw Chachi and Fonzie were already there waiting for us. Chachi saved a spot just for me, I noticed. That's when I took the seat next to Chachi.

"Thanks, Chachi," I told him.

"You're welcome, Joanie," he told me.

A while later, Al came out to join us.

"Hi, Al," we all greeted him.

"Hi, everybody. How's your day going?" Al asked us.

"Good," Potsie answered for us.

"Hey, Al, Richie has a letter he wants to share with you," Ralph said.

"What's the letter about, Richie?" Al asked.

"Do you remember Mary Anne and Dawn and their friends?" Fonzie asked.

"Yes, I do remember them. I got a letter from the one named Kristy," Al told us.

"That's awesome, Al. I got one from Mallory. Hers has news we think that's worth sharing," Richie replied.

"Do you have it?" asked Al.

Richie took it from his shirt pocket. He then handed it over to Al. We watched as he carefully read the letter.

"That's sad news," said Al, and then added, "I think the pizza party is a great idea to surprise Dawn and Mary Anne."

"Do you have Kristy's?" I asked.

"No. I left it at home," he answered.

"I think having pen pals is very cool. It's a way to make friends through letters," Fonzie replied.

The rest of us agreed.

"Where are Marion and Howard? Asked Al.

"They're at home. Dad's responding to Mallory's letter," I told him.

"I'll see them another time," Al said.

An idea came to Potsie's mind.

"I just came up with an idea," Potsie said.

"What's that, Potsie?" asked Ralph.

"You like to cook, right, Al?" Potsie asked.

"Yes, I do. What does this have to do with my cooking?" Al asked.

"I'm getting to that, Al. Why don't you make the pizza? You could make a dessert pizza after that," he answered.

We all liked the idea. Richie and I are going to share Potsie's pizza idea to Mom and Dad. I know they would like the idea, I told myself.