Martha Gibbs,
13th Palmdale Street,
587 Bentley,
California,
28th May 2009
Dear Martha,
I am sorry for failing to deliver your kids back to your house long after their bedtime last evening. The premier of the cartoon feature that I had promised to take them and our kids to was starting early. We had enough time to eat at the city mall as my wife had already secured the movie tickets. So we took our time at the mall where my baby boy Joey wandered into the mall alone and gave us quite a scare when Florence my wife noticed that he was not with the other children.
We asked the others to stay put and spent the next three hours scouring through each corner of the mall with the help of some security guards in our frantic search for him. Luckily, we found him in the beds section curled up in a cute little children’s bed, fast asleep. We were so relieved that we bought the bed, gave directions on where to deliver it picked the other kids and headed back home for the movie was way over by then.
Please forgive me for rattling you the way I did.
Your loving brother,
Gregory.