Dear Aunt Rose,
I always liked you. Ok, maybe that's way too strong a statement. I never minded your visits as much as my sisters did and do.
I've always seen you as a fact I have to deal with and cursing you seems futile. Your visits are always short and never come at unexpected times. You arrive and leave with little pomp and circumstance and I always appreciated that. So thank you.
However, now that I am in Ethiopia, your visits are starting to become cumbersome. I would appreciate if you could just take a vacation, a little breather. Go to some tropical island and sip on a bloody Mary. You'll love it, I promise. It's just your style.
Thanks a bunch,
Julia
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