I was about to say you have no idea how much it sucks to see a tiny picture of you instead of just hugging you directly, but I don't want to traumatize poor Bernice anymore than this (and she's going to be pretty sick for a while once it's over), so we're just sitting quietly in her living room, and anyway, I'm sure you have a lot of ideas about how much this really sucks.
Hi, Allison. I miss you so much. I never got to tell you that before. I wish I could remember the time I've spent with you here, while I've been young, but there are a lot of things I've been wishing for lately.