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May 1

Dear Dark Wood Coffee Table from our Living Room,

Hey, what are you up to these days, girl?

I know I should have said this a long time ago (like 30 years, ha ha!) – I’m really sorry about getting nail polish on you. It was like, the tiniest speck, but still. I get that it totally ruined your flawless finish. And yes, I know my mom told me I should use something under my hands and I swore up and down I wasn’t going to spill. I know, I know. I said I was sorry, OK?

Lucky thing my grandfather was there to fix you up with some paint thinner and varnish. You really couldn’t tell. (I’m sure you would say that you could, but I’m telling you as a friend – you couldn’t. Not unless you knew exactly where to look.)

Anyway, one thing I’ve been meaning to ask you – how annoyed do you think the adults really were? I couldn’t tell. It was pretty stupid of me, and you were part of our really nice furniture set, the one we only used when special company was over. I don’t know. Maybe everyone was willing to look past it because of everything else that was going on.

Well, hope you’ve found a family to treat you right. Hopefully no more teenagers with nail polish, amiright?

-e.