Dear Daddy Long Legs,
An amazing opportunity! Your suggestion to Mr. Griggs was so delightfully inspired!
Writing for the college news publication shall give me a fantastic chance at showcasing my writing talents! (As well as possibly being able to solve regional conflicts with my superhuman abilities! SHH! Please, do not tell anyone!)
I've also had a very impassioned lunch with Sally. She loved the idea quite well! "Just think of all the good you could do, Judy!" She exclaimed. I couldn't help but agree with her!
Julia had a very odd request for me today, however.. Her wealthy Uncle Jarvis was visiting her and she wished for me to accompany her to see him. Don't think me a wretched person, but I didn't care to at all, as one Pendleton was all I could already stand! Imagine my surprise when I finally met with him, and he was actually quite the handsome fellow! He was not at all what I expected, such as a curmondgeonly old man. He was very youthful in both appearance and behavior, not to mention quite tall! He seemed quite eager to speak with me, and at the same time,
I could tell that Julia was somewhat jealous. (Which pleased me! Ha-Ha!)
Then, as if things weren't stupendous enough, Mr. Pendleton offered to take me out to a luncheon! We chose to eat at a small cafe on campus and Julia said that she was unable to join us on account of her studies.
(I believe it was on account of her envy, however.)
We enjoyed some delicious sandwiches and had a few cups of coffee. Whilst we conversed over our meal, he asked me many questions about my life, my time here at the University, and my friends.
He was very eager to listen and seemed very interested in my decision to become a writer. During the time I spoke with him,
I started to feel strange, warm emotions towards him. I don't know how to describe what I'm experiencing, but I'm sure you comprehend what I mean.
Oh, believe me, Daddy, I was ever so sorry to see Mr. Pendleton go. However, he informed me before his departure that he would return off and on to check up on Julia, and that he would visit me on said occasions as well! OH, I could've danced in the air right at that moment Daddy, but poor Mr. Pendleton may have believed he'd been in the company of a witch and fallen over dead!
Happy Regards,
Judy -
May 8
Dear Daddy Long Legs,
Much to write about! I've just had my first story published in the "Easton University Gazette"! Even more fantastic, I've had some "personal" involvement with the event as well (Hee Hee! I think you are aware of what I am speaking of, but here is the article which I have included for you to marvel at!)
"MYSTERIOUS FLYING HEROINE AVERTS DISASTER AT SOCIAL EVENT!"
Story by Jerusha Abbott (Daddy, I swear I shall legally have my name changed soon!)
The fabulous gala was marked by the sounds of laughter, singing and other manner of revery. The Easton University Social, which showcased the prestigeous institution's fine minds on display to the public, was certainly in full swing. The University's Choir gave voice to beautiful old standards that echoed the voices of the angels themselves,
as the remarkably gifted young ladies of the music department accompanyied them on woodwinds and strings that put the very sounds of harmony into the air. There was a thunderous sound of applause from the crowd following, before Miss Julia Pendleton took the outdoor stage with a courteous bow, (I was simply being polite here. She was just as arrogant as ever.) before beginning to recite a sonnet she had written herself regarding the lovely friends she had come to know (She did NOT mention me, for the record. It doesn't matter. PHOOEY!) during her education here.
However, the moment of loving reflection was suddenly cut short by the piercing groan of failing metallic supports. The crowd's placid demeanor was suddenly thust into throes of panic as a massive steel girder from which an advertising banner hung gaily, now came careening towards the ground below!
Young Miss Pendleton was petrified as she gazed upwards at the rapidly approaching instrument of certain death , yet at that very instant, to the astonishment of all present, a mysterious silhouetted figure swooped down from the heavens at an even higher rate of speed, halting the massive beam upon it's shoulders with as little applied weight as if it had merely been a broom handle! (And whom do you suppose that was?) In the same acrobatic motion, the being then swung upwards to an unoccupied parkland area near campus, gently set the beam down upon the grass with just as much ease, before leaping into the night sky once again, destination unkown..
After the fantastic spectacle, the crowd were already shouting exclaimations of one theory after another.
"It was an angel straight from the heavens above!" One of the visiting parents proclaimed with evangelic furvor.
"Nonsense! It was obviously an alien being from another planet!" One of the well groomed male students countered. (And one with the correct answer, no less!)
"Well, whomever it was it was, it was certainly a friend to all of us!" Sally McBride,
a lovely female student stated with a gleaming smile. (She is my friend, after all!)
Miss Pendleton herself had received such a shock that she could not bring herself to speak or communicate, and a Doctor on campus was summond to attend to her.
He expects her to make a full recovery. (Which is unfortunate for me, but considering the situation optimistically, I could see Mr. Pendleton again!)
As for the mysterious figure, or it's identity, an investigation is already underway as to determine it's identity and location, as well as species.
Officer Andrew Collier with the Easton Police made it clear that he intends to get to the bottom of the affair. "Although we can assume that this being was committing an act of selfless heroism in this instance, we cannot be certain that this is a clear pattern for it to continue. We must keep a vigilant watch out for any future sightings and I wish for the community to know that it's law inforcement is on the case to ensure the safety of the public." (Ugh, this man is impossible. I'd best keep my wits about me in the future.)
Overall, Daddy, my first article in the newspaper, as well as my inadvertant heroine debut to the public were both a rousing success! The prospect of being seen as some manner of menace by the authorities troubles me to no end, and I hope nothing becomes of it.
Do not worry about me, however, Daddy, as you might shrink! Hee Hee!
Yours Truly,
Judy (Not Jerusha) Abbott -
June 21
Dear Daddy Long Legs
Terrible news..
I haven't been able to write to you for about a month's time now as there has been a terrible outbreak of the mumps around the dorms, and so we have been quarantined until the illness can be contained and removed.
My poor friend Sally became very ill with it, laid up in bed with a swollen face and a fever. I feel so sympathetic towards her. The only thing that caused relief is that the awful Julia caught it as well. She never even showed appreciation for having my having rescued her at the social event! She didn't even mention it! How ungrateful! Please don't think me a terrible person for rejoicing at her illness, but she always brings me grief! To my surprise,
I realized that I had not contracted any of the symptoms myself, even though Sally and Julia seemed to have exhibited signs of illness at roughly the same time. Is it on account of my otherwordly origins?
Sally, even in her time of pain and discomfort, was still precient enough to suggest that because of my heightened alien constitution, I should feign symptoms of the disease as well, in order to throw off any suspicion. I'll have you know that it was miserable..
Laying in bed all day, keeping my cheeks constantly puffed out, attempting to keep my temperature raised by sheer will.. I practically WAS sick as each day came to an end!
For most of the days we lay in bed, Sally and I would read or speak to each other on the occasions when she was able to, but we had to take great care not to say anything regarding my secret while Julia was present.
Finally after about two grueling months, Sally and Julia have both been able to recover, and I was finally able to give up this tedious ruse. Unfortunately, the beautiful clothes we had been wearing around that time had to be confiscated and burned.. But the staff was able to provide us with some replacements that were just as lovely! When Julia's Uncle Jarvis learnt of our recovery he sent us a delicious box of fancy Swiss chocolates! Oh, they tasted so divine! I'm sure that, being quite wealthy, you are able to enjoy treats like these quite often!
Yours Always,
Judy