Dear Dash,
You
are probably wondering who I am and why you received this letter in such a, how
should I say, covert manner. I could not risk your parents, especially
your father, would find out I contacted you and burn this letter. I would not
blame your father, dear boy, if he did such a thing. He and I did not part ways
under the best of circumstances. It does not matter at this point what it was
we had disagreed on just know that we both want the same end...peace for the
world. We both had different ideas on how to accomplish that. That is neither
here nor there at this moment I still have not answered your first question. I,
dear Dash, am your Grandmother Beth.
Your
father left me. not long after I heard whispers that he had become Mr.
Incredible, married, and had three beautiful children. I was overjoyed that he
was accomplishing what he had wanted to do. I bided my time hoping that he would get in
touch with me and introduce me to his family but he did not. My heart began to
rusty like an old 50’s ford car. Not long after I was determined to meet my
family. That is where you come in, Dash.
From
what I have observed of you is that you are a man of action, with a mind of
your own just like your father and Grandfather, God rest his soul. Right now
you are wondering why I contacted you and not your sister because you have the
same curiosity I do. I do not have a cell phone tower so this is the only way
to keep in touch for now.
Dash,
you are a clever boy. Within this letter I have given you clues that will lead
you to the next letter until, eventually by midday today, you and I will meet. I
hope that I will not be disappointed. I wait with joy in my heart.
Your Grandmother,
Beth
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