Dear Mom,

How are you? I am well. Today I rode a horse across the river, then through the river, then on top of the river. So I named my horse Jesus Christ. He won't live much longer, and he isn't even old or lame. We can look forward to his return in the sequel. However, until then, he'll just be dead. I don't know if I can bear it, that is, after my goldfish passed last Thursday: a week before his first Halloween. In other news, I just saw a painting that reminded me of goldfish but also of my best friend whom I don't talk to anymore because he said Jesus Christ will never return, which means my horse won't either. I see him around sometimes but I pretend like he doesn't exist.

Love,
Your Daughter