Dear Mr. Ethan,
I love you. You gave my mommy money to feel better when she was sick. Now she can play and have fun with me. She helps me with my homework and takes me to get ice cream. She doesn’t have to stay in bed all day.
Thank you for helping my mommy. Oh, and wait for me to get older cause I’m going to marry you.
I love you!
Isabelle Worth
The big, clumsy words and the little heart drawings are so cute that I can’t stop smiling. It’s even cuter that she wants to marry Ethan. When I glance a the man beside me, he just shakes his head and covers his eyes.
“She was a sweet little girl, and you’ll find that there’s at least two more letters declaring her love for me in that box,” he says with a chuckle.
I flip to the next letter and unfold it, finding much neater writing thi
