Dear Mama,
It's the first day of June, a Monday, and I just got home. I feel sick, Mama. There was a bit of drizzle while I was walking earlier on my way home. I'm not sure if that's the reason, but I don't feel good right now.
Ralph is already preparing to go to work. He'll be reporting earlier today than his usual schedule, Mama. I think he'll be having another interview, Mama. He'll be the one conducting the interview this time. They need more people on his team, and being the manager, he has a say in the accepting of applicants. I hope he'll be guided by the Holy Spirit in his decisions, Mama.
I think that will be all for now, Mama. Edgar is probably on his way home now. Angel won't be out of their office until 7 p.m.
I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy
