I don't think if It's well.. Dear Mary. How are you? I hope you're fine. I have to finish my work's duties. I don't haven't it still. I reckon that to write you a letter is a good way to evade me. Firstly, excuse me for not answer you sooner but how I told you before, the work hasn't never allow me a break. So, I will tell you about something that happened here, in France with one person: I rested in my bed when the phone sounded. It was midnight, then, I was frightened. I ran to it and picked up it. A strange voice sounded and it told me: "Please! come to your garden! Please! Then I put on the clothes and I went ahead. At the moment which I treaded the grass, Petter was behind to me! I was surprised and I desired to see him. I asked him: "What do you talk me about? And then, he draged me with him and kissed me a lot. In this moment, I don't want to miss out him 'cause, merely, he's my love. Thanks for to read me and greet your parents of my part. See you soon, Lissa.