Yesterday I woke up to a note on my pillow. Mr. Potatohead is gone. He wouldn't believe me that my dance and the walk home with Pancho Vanilla was all that happened. Why won't he believe me? I love him. I hope he does some thinking and comes to his senses soon. He's been gone 24 hrs now and I'm a little worried. The police even came by and said they suspect him of stealing the neighbor's blackberry. I hope he did because then he can contact me if he needs to. I wish he'd come home. I have a surprise for him............................
Mrs. Potatohead.
