Dear Sisters,
I am on the way to the Laredo School for Young Ladies. Imagine that: I am now a young lady. I am excited to travel and enroll with the finest girls from the best familias in all the northern territories.
Mama and Papa insisted on coming. I apologize for taking them from you. They were in such a hurry to see me off to school. I cannot imagine why. Clara, you can take over my sleeping loft. Alicia, someday you will understand why older girls need privacy. Nina, take good care of my sisters.
I said my goodbyes to dear Captain Harris—my sailor with the ocean blue eyes. Someday soon I will be Mrs. Harris. Also, I gave my confession to Padre Romo to prepare for this journey. Write to me when your spelling improves. I may be too busy to respond but will remember you in my prayers.
Your sister, Dolores
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