To My Darling Husband,
I am sending you this letter via this BBS communications
thing, so that you will be sure to read it. Please forgive the
deception, but I thought you should know what has been going on at
home since your computer entered our lives TWO YEARS AGO. The
children are doing well. Tommy is seven now and is a bright,
handsome boy. He has developed quite an interest in the arts. He
drew a family portrait for a school project, all the figures were
good, and the back of your head is very realistic. You should be
very proud of him.
Little Jennifer turned three in September. She looks a lot
like you did at that age. She is an attractive child and quite
smart. She still remembers that you spent the whole afternoon with
us on her birthday. What a grand day for Jenny, despite the fact
that it was stormy and the electricity was out.
I am doing well. I went blonde about a year ago, and
discovered that it really is more fun! George, I mean, Mr. Wilson
the department head, has uh, taken an interest in my caareer and
has become a good friend to us all.
I discovered that the household chores are much easier since
I realized that you didn't mind being vaccumed but that feather
dusting made you sneeze. The house is in good shape. I had the
living room painted last spring; I'm sure you noticed it. I made
sure that the painters cut holes in the drop sheet so you wouldn't
be disturbed.
Well, my dear, I must be going. Uncle George, uh, Mr. Wilson,
I mean, is taking us all on a ski trip and there is packing to do.
I have hired a housekeeper to take care of things while we are
away, she'll keep things in order, fill your coffee cup and bring
your meals to your desk, just the way you like it. I hope you and
the computer will have a lovely time while we are gone. Tommy,
Jenny and I will think of you often. Try to remember us while your
disks are booting.