She'd been meaning to write him but kept getting stuck with what to say. But finally she sat down and did it and added the item she'd spotted the other day that made her think of him.
Adam,
You miss the smell of the chlorine in the pool? The heat out there is definitely going to your head. Things here are - well the usual. There was a big to do gossip wise though. A new stud in the Manor, Niles, apparently rid little Emma of her virginity and oh was that the talk for a week or so. Now it's moved on to the spa that's opened in the basement. All rather boring if you ask me.
I'm sorry I don't write more. I'm - well - not good at this type of thing. Pen pals, long distance relationships, whatever you want to call it. I miss you. I miss having someone that understands me. Del does his best and I can't hurt him if I get out of hand (don't ask how that's possible) but he doesn't really get it. Not like you do. But hey - I haven't burned anything to the ground in a while so guess that's a plus.
The little gift isn't much. Silly really, but it made me think of you. I don't know if they'll even let you wear it but I saw it and figured what with you being over there with a gun and all it might fit. And make you laugh.