Chapter 15
P.S. I love you.
Dearest Arnold,
You have no idea how long I've waited to write these blessed words. I have waited for six, long, painstaking years, but at last, Arnold, at last! I am ready to give unto you the most hallowed of secrets. Arnold, my darling, my sweet flaxen haired angel, I LOVE YOU!!
Yes, Arnold, yes! I love you! I've loved you ever since I first laid eyes on your wonderful, sweet football head! But until now I've been too scared to come out with it, too shy to tell you that I absolutely adore you!
I know you don't know who I am (at least, I hope so), but here's one major clue…I'M NOT LILA! SHE DOESN'T LIKE YOU LIKE YOU! GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL! I'M THE ONLY ONE FOR YOU!
Love, love, love times one million,
(Ha! You didn't think I'd actually tell you, did you?)
P.S. You're so dense! I can't believe you haven't figured out who I am yet! Hurry up!
P.P.S. The little pink book was mine, the locket was mine, the parrot was mine, all the poems Mr. Simmons ever read were about you, by me, and the heart on the wall that said 'Arnold loves LILA' was written by me.
P.P.P.S. No! I'm not Lila! I just changed the name so you (and other people) wouldn't find out.
P.P.P.P.S. I love U!!
P.P.P.P.P.S. XXXXXXXXX
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. OOOOOOOOO
Then she got a new piece of paper and wrote:
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Thanks for saving me today.
"There," she said, reading it over. "It's perfect."
She quickly sealed it in an envelope, wrote Arnold's name, address and 'From Anonymous' on it, ran to the corner mailbox, and dropped the letter in.
"No going back now. It's done."