Letter 1

Fred  Cook

Ritz Carlton

55 Strada Nathan

Henderson, NV 89011

October 25, 2013

Mary Baker

4321 First Street

NY City, New York 10153

Dear Mary,

Not sure but it seems I have lost a most profound piece. I have no idea where I would have laid it. I do remember stumbling back to my room around 2am. A cute or at least she appeared to be cute girl got me back to my room. Can't be sure. You know how I get fucked up. Can't help it. Maybe it's in my genes? Damn curses or my drink was spiked, yeah that's it. A hot bitch wanted my ass. Who am I kidding, lol, my fucking self.

I know I spent the morning over the toilet. Did you know that toilet paper at the Ritze rolls off the from the front? I bet you didn't, I had ample time studying that 2 ply, extra wide, wipe your ass paper for several hours. She hung around, kept wiping my mouth.

I can hear you now, did she steal shit. I haven't bothered to look yet. I honestly don't care, I'm sure my handler compensated her well.

Her eyes. I remember they were so brown. Remember the mud puddles we played in as kids? They were that brown with hits of green and gold. Her arms were so strong. I know I am a guy. What do I know about feminine strength? God my head hurts. I should be embarrassed, that seems to have disappeared as my brain cells.

The concert went great as far as I know. We rocked it, took the ceiling down. It's sort of a blur. I know I sang, as my throat hurts. That could be the hangover though. It hurts worse today though. Not sure why, I have to check with my doc later. Polyps are the death of a great voice. I can't afford it, surgery that is. My money is gone and people keep hanging around hoping I will magically make green shit appear, like I can make a rabbit hop from my baseball cap. Remember when, you were so young and alive. That mitt was ancient, and we laughed at you. Dumb ass kids. I can see your hair, falling out, a river of gold from your dad's hat. You were vicious over it. You punched me and kicked me in the balls when I knocked it off your head, lol I was such a dumb ass! You kicked my ass that day. I was such a sore loser. So full of shit. I can't forget you Mary I really can’t

Sincerely yours,

Fred