My Dear Henrietta,
     How is your leg mending? I never knew someone could break a leg by stomping off a stage. Maybe next year you can win the blue ribbon and trophy back for the County Baker of the Year. So how long have you had this trophy? Looking at the trophy, I lost count of your name after 26 times. I think next year they should get another trophy so that there is more room for more names. I promise not to make the same Rum Royal pound cake next year.
     When will Myra LouAnn get out of the hospital? I never knew someone to have a sinus infection for over a year. I know they can do wonders with IV antibiotics. And how are the judges doing after that nasty round of food poisoning from Myra LouAnn's fruit cake? Maybe if she had a sense of smell she wouldn't have used that rancid lard.
     Didn't the Most Right Holy Reverend Jimmy Bob do a good job stepping in for the judges? He seemed so professional doing that blind taste test. And where in the world did he get that funny blindfold?
    Also, Elrod offered to help your Henry with your rabbit breeding enterprise. It can get out of hand so fast. He was going by your farm yesterday and noticed a few loose rabbits in that pasture behind your house.
     I am signed up to bring you a casserole on Friday. I hope you like it. I got it from the church's cookbook. It was Aunt Anna Pearl's favorite Mac and Cheese and More. I don't think I will use opossum though, if that's okay with you.

Humbly yours,
Beatrice

PS, Do you know when the Most Right Holy Reverend Jimmy Bob will get back from his retreat? I heard it could be four to six weeks. He must be studying for a new certification.