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Daddy-Long-Legs
You'll forgive me, won't you, for being so rude? I have an awful habit of writing impulsively when I first think things, and then posting the letter beyond recall. But if I sometimes seem thoughtless and ungrateful, I never mean it. In my heart I thank you always for the life and freedom and independence that you have given me. My childhood was just a long, sullen stretch of revolt, and now I am so happy every moment of the day that I can't believe it's true. I feel like a made-up heroine in a story-book.
It's a quarter past two. I'm going to tiptoe out to the mail chute and get this off now. You'll receive it in the next mail after the other; so you won't have a very long time to think bad of me.
Good night, Daddy,
I love you always,
Judy.
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