grandfather Hello, how are you going?, it's been three years, the days September 2 ... Time flies does not it?. I know I've had a bit left all this time, but know that I miss you. As know this letter is more for me than you, a little redemption not be there at the time, but you know you could not, and although I do not resent me for it, I can not help but feel bad every time I remember, and I need to relieve the pain that I have yet.
Three years ... A lot has happened at this time, but many remain the same. I still never forgetting smoking Ducados mentioning it in your honor, I'm drinking beer shown to possess the same liver and still proudly wearing the patches of skin left me an inheritance. Whenever I have occasion story a joke yours, or something to honor your memory. Although it does not talk much about you ... I do not like people see me and I can not help mourn the tremor of my voice every time you issue monologue.
grandfather Well, many things remain the same ... I keep looking for a girl who loves me as I am, what you said me to look, I'm smoking on expensive, I'm working on the same day and trying to improve to days, you promised it would be the better.
No longer do I have to ask you to leave your pet me, I never understood that was called and your hats, because now I have two of the yours, and also screaming that clock the hours ... ran out of batteries ... I had only to press it again and again remembering how you did it you.
grandfather Well, I think it's time to tell you what's "goodbye white flower" and end with this letter.
Just so you know that you always carry with me, I miss you and I still remember with great fondness when he came home and went running to you, hugged me and I asked aniseed balls . Farewell Grandpa.
PD: I'm still gnawing balls ...
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