Dear Mother,
I’m sorry I have
not written to you in while. I have had a bad case of food poisoning that left
me quite sick. I’m not sure what it was, perhaps it was the bread or milk,
which may have been spoiled. I’ve probably been rationing my food for too long,
but that is about to change. I believe it is fate that has finally smiled upon
me mother, for yesterday, in the fields, I came across a buried chest. How no
one else unearthed it, I do not know, but inside this chest, I found a great
amount of dirty coins, which upon closer inspection and much cleaning turned
out to be gold coins. Thinking quickly, I hid the chest under some clothes in
my room, and I only spent what I needed, buying medicine, and sending a great
amount home to you. Because my health has greatly improved, I am once again
optimistic and I have picked up the search for father again, this time with a
great amount of resources. Now it would seem odd for me to leave the farm so
suddenly with so much money in my pocket, so for now I have decided to stay and
finish up the season before my resignation. Enclosed you will find enough money
to make up for the past months and more. Please spend it wisely, as even this
much wealth can disappear without prudence. Tell brother I send him my regards.
Love,
Alberto
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