February 9, 2007
Dearest Trixie,
As long as we're clear on the whole flirting thing . . . and I still think my practice times are horrid. I need to do better. It's just something I feel I need to do. Please understand. Your words are very encouraging but I can't help how I feel. I want to be the best there is. The best driver, the best son, the best friend . . . and the best boyfriend . . . It's just in me . . . I can't help it.
The man I was talking was Gerald O'Connell. Apparently, he and Pops know each other from somewhere. I think they competed with each other for Mom's affections, among other things. Funny thing is, he didn't act hostile towards me. Usually if someone's competed with Pops on something, they get hostile towards me. This guy didn't.
Anyway . . . five more days, Trixie. Five more days until my surprise. Are you ready?
All my love,
Speed