Dear Love; You would be pleased to know that Raquel is graduating from high school this summer. My contribution to this affair was to make sure that her dream about how her graduation celebration was going to develop would become a reality. Of course, I am not writing anything you do not know already because your presence is always among us. I bought her a navy blue dress. Beautiful, celestial, like the color of your eyes. She is an interesting person when it comes to buying things, and as you have probably noticed our daughter has become more like me: when she sees something she likes, she makes up her mind and nothing else can change her choice. I recall your style when making purchases was more malleable, but reactive and unambiguous, like Sodium metal. We bought her dress in New Westminster, on a beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon this past April. When we arrived at the store I told Raquel to select the dress she liked, not to look at the price. My intention was to set her