I will be away for a week but when I return I will bring a file, Captain. Or maybe Carnaby will remember where he put the key while he's having breakfast, lunch, or dinner. I do hope they feed you in the meantime and Piaf will sing to you so you won't be lonely. (Singing was never her strong suit, but I suppose it's the thought that counts.)

I hate to say where we are going--it's so repetitious--but Mezcalito will tell you if you want to know. Squeaky isn't speaking to me about it.

Take care all.
Love, Mary Claire

Think pleasant thoughts about my lonely existence in this swimming pool sob.

Some people might think you're at fault to run away and sob desert me lik this! But not me.....

No... I'll try to be brave sniff ... just hope Casey is able to handle the Klingon attacks.