Dear God,

It was a nice day in May so I decided to sneak out of the school to go to the zoo to see my friend Albert. Every body was busy with the May Festival's preparations. They're not going to notice my absence. Albert was very nice and happy to see me. It was good to have a friend to talk to. But I can't confide in him, since he knows Candy too. I wish I could… But anyhow, I was having a nice conversation and laughing, when she showed up. She was surprised to see me there, she had a turtle with in her hands. Albert mentioned "Speak of the devil" and she knew we were talking about her. We talked about her nicknames and she was not happy. Albert asked her what she had in her hands she said it was her friend's turtle named Charlotte to give to him so he could take car of it. Albert agreed, took the turtle and had to go start his shift. He left and Candy came to sit across from me. She looked a little shy, she blushed and she was adorable. I was so happy to be with her, here was the occasion for me to talk to her. So I asked her if she wanted to go for a walk with me. She agreed. So we were walking in the zoo. I was walking on air and then I had to do something stupid again as usual. I called to come and see someone who looked like her, she came running and I showed her monkeys. She was upset, stuck her tongue out to me and I told I'm going to call her Chita… she got upset, I ran away, she followed me. I bought some candies and I found her looking around for me. I gave her some candies. She told me she thought I ran because I was scared of her. I told her I was not scared of her. We had fun playing with the candies with some squirrels. I wanted to hold her by the waist, she looked at me I blushed and removed my hand. How embarrassing! Why did I hesitate? I wanted to hold her! Great Terry, that was just great! So to change the conversation I asked what she was doing there at the zoo. She said she defended her friend for having a turtle and she called the reverend mother an animal, and she was punished and won't be participating to the May festival. I burst out laughing. She was a little annoyed I thought it was funny, I told her the named suit her well This girl wasn't afraid of anything! Talking back to the reverend mother? Aside from me, I don't know of anybody else in the entire school who dared to do it. I just loved even more; she never ceased to amaze me! She told me she heard that it was fun and told her yes, it was. She told me she was going to miss all the fun and that she even invited Albert. I asked her how she knew Albert, she told me they met in America that he saved her life, she said other stuff, but all I heard was she consoled her with Anthony died. There, that name again! But did she just said he was dead? So I'm competing with a dead guy?! That's not good, the dead can do no wrong! So I asked the question that was burning my lips since that night I carried her in my arms when she fell; who was Anthony? She told me she thought I was him on the boat when she saw me. She said he was a kind and gentle boy he liked roses. I was boiling with jealousy, so I told her that I didn't want to look like him, that a boy who likes roses was probably a sissy. She said he was a sissy that he was strong. She asked me why I was so rude and mean and I told her he'd rather stay in America with his roses to than to be with her here. I told her that boy in England are good too. She told me Anthony was dead that he fell off a horse. Right that night I was riding when she fell… she was thinking about his accident, she must've loved him a lot for her to be so upset just my hearing me ride my horse. She looked at me with angry eyes. So I told I'm going to pray for the dead… She was really really upset, she said I was too mean I told her that the dead don't come back that Anthony won't come back. I couldn't take it anymore, talking about Anthony, a poor boy who was dead, that I couldn't help being jealous of. But she talked about him with so much love and passion… I wanted her to talk like that about me!!! Well now I've upset, I was mean and rude to a dead boy, A DEAD BOY!!!! Was that worth getting the girl you love angry??? For a son of a duke you're very well educated Master Grandchester, how could talk ill of the dead!!!! It's not like he can come and take her away from you, he's dead! Maybe I wished he was real so I could fight with him. A dead guy is the one who did no wrong! But you doing and saying the wrong thing is not going to make things better. Good job, future duke, you did a really good job!!! You made the object of your affection angry at you!