It was low cut and had tiny cap sleeves. I didnt know how long it was going to be on me because Im tall and my mom is short. I plucked it from its han...ger and ran off to my room. Trying the dress on, it felt perfect. It wasnt tight, wasnt too big, it fit me like a glove. I turned and looked in the mirror. I looked fabulous. If I did my hair the right way I would be drop-dead gorgeous. I took off the dress and laid it neatly on my bed. I put on some shorts and a T-shirt and headed to the. Even if I don't, y'know, make it.Remember when I wrote to you the first time? And all the other timesafter that? Never went away, never stopped feeling it. I still want tofeel it. But you know what? It's fine, doesn't matter.I just wanted to say thanks for listening, that's all.Good luck, old friend. Godspeed.- N. Walters.0. Epilogue"We found the letters inside the tree. It was the damnedest thing, too,it was a quiet spring night, next morning someone called the councilsaying a tree got struck. IF YOU HAVE TO DEFEND, YOUR PEOPLE, AT LEAST INITIALLY, SHOULD CONDUCT THE BATTLE FROM YOUR CURRENT POSITIONS. OVER." WE HAVE SMALL CHILDREN, SIR. CAN YOU DO... ANYTHING... TO EVACUATE THEM? OVER." YES. BUT, NOT YET. NOT YET. CALL -- IF NEED BE... OUT."Edward and I ran to all the positions within the building, spreading the good word. We had some help. They were "already in a position to be helpful."Lovely words, those.It was around 5:45 in the afternoon when we heard the tanks.We couldn't see. I was sleeping on my bed. I was wearing a loose cotton shorts (shorter than normal) with panties and a tank top with a sports bra.The tank top was loose and had shifted and was showing my waist and navel. The shorts had dropped a little and my panties top part could be seen a little.The new servant came inside my room and saw I was sleeping. Mom was in the kitchen. He placed one hand on my arm and the other one on my thigh. He brought his face near my boobs and started shaking me to wake me.