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  • Dear Kiki,

    The world is full of broken promises.

    The man I love throws off promises like rice at a wedding, like rose petals, like the teardrops I shed when he forgets them. For him, promises are easy to make and hard to keep.

    When I make promises, I feel honor-bound to keep them, maybe too much so. I am the far swing of the pendulum in the promise department.

    I am making you a promise I hope to be able to keep. I can't keep it right now, because I have appointments to keep. So, later. Later, I will write you a letter.

    I will tell you about my first loves. I will tell you about me--and you. Maybe you? I will tell you what I think about friendship.

    That will be about us.

    Love, Mary
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