What Up baby sister,

So how much trouble are you getting into? You know you can tell me, I am you're favorite brother. But seriously, how are you holding up? I know it's not the same without mom there, but you know what they say time heals all wounds. But you have Joy, Old Quil and sad to say this but Quil as well. You can lean on Sam and me still. Just hold that beautiful head of yours up and before you know it Sam and I will be home. Just promise me one thing don't grow up to fast. That is all I ask.

Love your favorite brother,

Paul