Hey again.

The engineers told me the skybridge is still a couple months off of completion, which means I've got some down time which means I can write you more and more letters and freak you out about your future and encourage you to keep on going.

I know by now you are wondering if you get married or have kids or something like that. But I don't wanna spoil it for you. I'm sure you'd understand. The only thing I'll tell you is it'll come around, don't you worry.

Anyway, since I've got loads of time to write these letters I'd thought I would give you an update on your friends. Jamie is now the chief of the Somalian pirates. He didn't tell me exactly how he managed to do it, but now I just imagine a bunch of cockney speaking Somalian Pirates. Classic Jamie.

Ahh dang it there is some kerfuffle down at the food court. I have to go sort that out. I'll talk to you next time. Hopefully the skybridge will be up soon, then I can go visit the home we grew up in, see if it survived.

Regards,
You

P.S. Your bro is here with me, he said he just sent you a weird joke about something that is pink and hangs at Grandads waist. He is still such a weirdo.