…over there. Her father is going to accompany her all the way to China and deliver her to her fiancée. She’s very smart and has a happy disposition. She’s not pretty, but she’s a good person.
I hardly ever see that old she-mule–Paine. We barely exchange a word when we meet. I don’t trust her, and I can’t stand her at all.
There’s no more news. Everything’s the same. I like New York better than I did at first, but the only thing I really want is to go home to Mexico and see you.
Give lots of kisses to Papá, Kitty, la niña, Toño, and everyone else. And to you, mi Linda, I send thousands of them, your Frieducha, who adores you. F.