But this afternoon she was feeling a little better and she
decided to write Betty. Heres the letter she has just written.
15th July
Dear Betty,
Im afraid I cant go to your birthday party. Ive just caught a cold and I must stay in bed.
Ive already bought your present. I hope youll like it. Im sorry to miss all good things that
are at you parties: the delicious birthday cake with the magic candles, the tasty sandwiches
your mother makes herself, the talking and the dancing with all our friends. Wee, I wish you
many happy returns on the day, and hope well be able to meet real soon.
Love,
Polly.
Polly has been in bed for three days. She hasnt seen her friends next door since
last weekend. She has written to all her friends in Paisley, Scotland. She hasnt
heard from them since January. She has been in London for five months now. She
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