February 1, 2007
My dearest,
Yes, I was feeling quite all right when I wrote that. And I'm quite serious about this as well. I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable or feel inadequate so I mean it when I say kick me if I become overly flirtatious.
I'm glad you've noticed what writing these letters has done for us. I feel closer to you than I could ever dream to be possible. My heart beats faster just thinking about it . . . and you. One day, Trixie, neither of us will be shy around each other and we'll wonder how we could have ever been. You'll see. I swear it.
How can you say that I did an excellent job? I hated that practice run, just like I hated yesterdays's practice run . . . everything was off, I was off. I could have done better and I know it.
Two more weeks, Trixie . . . two more weeks until the big day. I can't wait.
With all of my love,
Speed
P.S. And what do you think I was referring to, Trixie? -winkwink-