Chapter 45

Dear Zahira,

I don’t believe Shirley doesn’t have bald spots anymore. Show me a picture and prove it.

You better not get that pizza oil on the letter. You’ll invite a bunch of ants, and then you’ll be blacklisted from sending letters for LIFE.

It’s been nice and sunshiney here, which is great. I’m cold all the time now, so every time a patch of sun gets in my room, I sit under it like I’m one of those lizards in the pet store.

I’ve always wondered. You said you were a med student. Have you ever dissected a frog? What about a cow? Have you ever seen a dead person? That’s what I want to know.

I would love to visit Poquito. Marisa is allergic to fur, so we never had a pet. Once I found a rabbit caught in a raccoon trap at one of the motels, and I freed it and tried to sneak it into the room. It was there for about three seconds before Marisa started sneezing up a storm, and she told me to get rid of it. I let it go into the woods. I only had the rabbit for ten minutes, but I named it Goji.

There’s a pizza store on the corner near the hospital. Maybe I can convince Ma Lilian to buy one for me, and I’ll just pretend it’s from your store. Yum!

Sincerely, Dany.