~:Dear Grandmother
I'm don't remember why they call me Rhode Island anymore...I'll make sure to
tell Uncle Canada that you said hello! Papa America is always mumbling
something about feeling 'guilty of killing her', I learned from some of my
siblings that papa had killed you and soon regretted it. I've sent a picture of
me with this letter, since I think you died before I was born.
Love,
Alex 'Rhode Island' Jones~
Dear Rhode Island,
I see, and thank you. H-He is? Next time you see him tell him he shouldn't be! Everything dies, he has to understand that by now.
I don't belive I ever got to see you if I was still alive, but my~ Aren't you pretty? You have your uncle's eyes! How lovely~
Much love,
Grandmother