Free-Jon: Hey, Dad. It’s me. Freezer Bunny Wolff Tea. Howzit?
Free-Jon: It’s fun. Emelia’s here. She’s a kid again. Well, she’s really a grown-up but she’s a kid ’cause of space-time-thingy.
Free-Jon: We had breakfast at the museum. It’s a museum of some famous artist guy with all these paintings only we didn’t really look much at the paintings because we were looking at wedding pictures of beautiful brides like what you might see if you were marrying somebody in your dreams. Hey, Dad? How come Mom never wore a wedding dress when you married her?
Free-Jon: Oh, we ate cupcakes and donut holes and cookies and three-tiered cake and spinach frittata. And breakfast scramble. I talked to Mr. Gnome.
Free-Jon: We talked about the Gallery, not the art gallery but, you know, the Gallery, like could I travel through it like you did when you were a teen for Plum Day and that desert thingy before you came to live with Mom.
Free-Jon: So, all the fairy godmothers came to visit, even yours, and we had a big old party for Rosey on the other side because she is also getting married and she’s not going to wear her animal hat, she is really, truly, for reals wearing one of those beautiful dresses like a princess in a dream, and then Sasha caught on fire and all the fairy godmothers put her out then one of the fairy godmothers caught on fire, but she was ok, because you know. Magic.
Free-Jon: Well, before I go see the cousins, me and Em are gonna head off and have all these adventures, but it’ll be like a Lyin’ Witchin’ Wardrobe so you won’t even notice that we’re gone until we’re back again.
Free-Jon: Ok. I better get going ’cause I got a boatload of cheese to deliver to Saxifragipluto.
Free-Jon: It’s gouda.
Free-Jon: Ok. Mushy stuff to you, too, Dad. And lots of mushy stuff to Mom. And tell Tani hi. And Aya. And Forrest. And Gray. And Alex. And Olivia. And Emma. And… maybe I should just come home, do you think?
Free-Jon: Ok. I will. You have fun, too. Don’t kiss Mom too much while I’m gone or your lips will get stuck. Llama lips. See ya after the adventure. Bye, Dad.
