Dear Journal,
<Tab/>Yesterday mother told her story about the 17 gentlemen callers that came to her house when she was young. "One Sunday afternoon in Blue Mountain-your mother received -seventeen!-gentlemen callers!" (Amanda) (8) She really loves telling that story, although, I can tell she regrets marrying my father since all the gentlemen callers she talks about are mostly dead and left a lot of fortune to their widows. I can also see she is hoping the same doesn't happen for me. "Resume your seat, little sister-I want you to stay fresh and pretty-for the gentlemen callers…
