I love you, Hillary. I think about you every day. I dream about what you might be wearing. How do we get together, even if just for a coffee to start with? Don’t let me down, I am sure we would get on well together.
I am sure too that we would get on well together, after all we have so much in common - I love myself too, I think about me every day, I dream about what I should be wearing, it’s a match made in heaven. Absolutely unbelievable! However Ethan, I think the age difference between us is just too great for all this to happen. Nobody of mature years writes to an Agony Aunt column with protestations of undying love. Never mind Ethan, I’m sure you will find a nice girlfriend in Mathayom 4, if you keep looking, and forget me.