picture taken on their wedding day. You were in the picture, too. You had on a really pretty bridesmaid dress with a very silly hat. You looked happy, though, and so did Stretch. He looked much better without that dumb mustache, in my opinion.
When Stretch saw me looking at it, he barked at me and told me to quit snooping! So if he tells you I was snooping, I want you to know that I was not. I was organizing the closets. Then he told me Iâm starting to look just like you did when you were young, before Dad ruined your life. I did not like that. Itâs not nice to pretend to be giving people a compliment and then slam them with an insult about their dad. Please have a word with him about saying bad things about Dad.
Stretch is trying to take Dadâs place, and I donât like that, either! Pauly and Percy may be falling for Stretchâs games, but I am not. What heâs doing is called parental alienation syndrome (Iâve included a printout I made at the library, so you can read about it, too). Dad is a hundred times better than Stretch. Dad is a minister, and Stretch is just a dumb organic farmer whose horses donât even look like they could carry ten pounds. Anybody would agree with me. If this is a Horse Camp, then a Horse Camp is a disaster, a calamity, a fiasco, a mess, a hoax, a ruse. A Horse Camp is definitely something much worse than it was supposed to be. If thereâs one thing that Percy and I can agree on, itâs that Horse Camp is a big, fat joke.
Percy had a short fight with Stretch. It ended up with Percy sleeping outside in the granary, which, instead of punishment, turned out to be a reward in Percyâs dumb eyes. Heâs so immature. He spends tons of time there now. I think heâs looking at old football magazines and stuff, though I donât know because I am not a snoop . Percy is totally obsessed with football. Itâs all he talks about, sometimes. I just know that at night, when heâs supposed to be saying his prayers, heâs actually thinking about football players.
Percy did tell me that when Stretch was yelling at him, he let it slip that he had a son who died. What happened to Stretchâs son? Why did he die? Why didnât you tell me? I hope he accepted Jesus as his personal lord and savior before he died. From what I know of Stretch, though, this seems highly unlikely. The apple never falls far from the tree, Dad always says.
Thanks for sending my Zombie Cowboy books to Stretchâs farm. I plan to read them very, very carefully so I can develop a good lesson plan for the youth ministry program at Dadâs new church. I canât wait to tell all those girls why itâs a sin to read about falling in love with zombies or vampires or werewolves. I made a PowerPoint presentation to explain how books in the Zombie Cowboy series use clever, handsome, sweet-talking, 1800s zombie cowboys to romance girls with their southern drawls and good manners. I canât wait to tell all those naïve girls about how reading those books leads to promiscuity. I have a whole ten-minute lecture on how the Zombie Cowboy series encourages the occult and invites the devil into your life. Also, Percy and Pauly each liked the new shoes that you sent, but they probably wonât remember to tell you thank you, so I will do it on their behalf.
Thank you. Well, thatâs about all for now, I guess.
God loves you,
Penny
Dear Dad,
How are the preparations for the new church building going? How exciting! I canât wait to see it. Iâve got some really good ideas for the youth ministry program that I could be in charge of. I am currently compiling a list of books about vampires, werewolves, zombies, wizards, and witches that no young person should read because, as you have preached many times, those kinds of books invite the occult and the devil into the readersâ heart.
You must be very, very busy, since we havenât heard from you in a