I'm leaving Chicago! I don't want to go. But I have to live with Ryan now, his house is in Ames, Iowa. Ms. Guerroro asked me to keep writing in my journal and send her a postcard when I settle in.
Ryan says we have to find the corniest postcard ever to make sure Ms. Guerroro believes we're in Iowa. I'm pretty sure he was telling a grown up joke because Ms. Guerroro smile-frowned at him.
We're taking all of dad's and my stuff. Everything fits in the back of a truck Ryan rented.
