Dear Aunt Kimmee,
I know how bad you wanted him. You had to beg all of the other kiddos to give up the parachute guy just because you couldn't catch him on your own. I know. I know that you can't possibly live without him and must be worried sick that he has come up missing. I have to be honest. It was me. I kidnapped him. Yeah, I totally five finger discounted that sexy man plastic. I hope you still love me.
XOXO
Love,
Kendra
