Fourteen
December 2, 1975
Mr. Incredible,
We met again today! I wanted to talk to you for longer but you had to leave early. Like, I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you writing back and that I think you'd make a really neat Dad.
But you were busy and I understand. How did that robbery-bust go? I bet you got them in no time, huh?
People at school ignore me now more than anything. I wish I could make them notice me.
I want to write more, but my new medication's giving me really bad headaches. Mom says I should stop complaining.
Love,
Buddy
