By the time you read this letter I will have taken your son across state lines and given him a new identity.
NOBODY names their baby boy Savannah Peaches!!! I know you said it was because he was conceived in Savannah, Georgia, but honestly Darlin, why not just call him Georgie for crissakes. I don’t like to take the lord’s name in vain, but you just press all my buttons. Don’t even get me started on little Foster’s name. Just because your last name is Grant and you thought it sounded famous, now the kids call her Four Eyes for Pete’s sakes.
I know you were always the pretty one, but I got the smarts in the family so I’ll just take care of little Georgie and there will be no more Peaches. Heaven knows what would happen to him. You already have your hands full with Foster, Honey Moon, Money, and Ulysses.
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