Letter.

Dear Prudence:

Seriously, I am terribly sorry for what I’m going to say, but I have no option:

Do you remember last night, when you asked me for dinner for the coming Saturday? I said to you that I would love to go, so we decided to meet at nine o'clock in your house, which is very near to our favourite restaurant. Well, I have to apology, because I just remembered that I just can't go.

The reason is that my little cousin's birthday is on Saturday, and all my family decided to go to my aunt's house so we can celebrate it together; even my uncle from Madrid and my sister, who's in Barcelona, they're coming! So I hope you understand this is really important for me.


Again, I am very, very sorry, and I'd like to ask if you're free for next week...


Greetings,
Ana.