I'm sorry, I can't tell you how much.
I'm so late, that you might hate me forever.
I really meant to call, but I was embarrassed and so mad at myself that I couldn't think of a grand enough gesture to make it up to you.
I don't have many friends really, I can't afford to lose the few I have.
Shwetu, I love you, I'm sorry. You'll come here, we'll meet and everything will be fine.
Hope this year and all the years turn out to be amazing and magical.
Nitwit Oddment Blubber Tweak
PS: Maggie,traitorous worm, just you wait.