“Dear Mom and Dad, I am sorry that I did not write earlier, but there have been a lot of things going on. Two weeks after school started, we had a fire in our dormitory and those of us on the 2nd floor had to jump out of our windows. You know "old accident prone" me, I hit my head on a ledge and was knocked unconscious. There was a lot of confusion, but a man named Ed from the filling station across the street found me in the shrubs and took me to the hospital. I stayed in the hospital a couple of days, but I was okay. Ed was so nice and came to see me each day. When I checked out he asked me out, and I felt obligated. One thing has led to another and I have decided to move out of the dorm and in with Ed, – don’t worry we are not getting married, because he is not divorced from his second wife."