Dear Mama,
Just got home, it's already past 11 p.m. I took the kids to McDonald's for sundae. Of course, once we're already there, they also ordered other stuff. I thought of taking them out because Angel and Edgar had a disagreement and I shouted at Edgar. It's my way of breaking the tension. I hope it's okay, Mama.
Still haven't found money for Ralph's tuition fee. I'm still praying for miracles, Mama. Help me pray.
Until my next letter, Mama. Take care of yourself. I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy