6 - Sorry about the trailer, Lucy.
joneworlds@mailbox.org

Lucy,  I  owe  you  an  apology  for  accidentally
rolling your  trailer down the hill,  exploding it
with  dynamite,  and  crushing  it  under  a  dead
dragon. Bunch of stuff that happened, kind a funny
story really, might as well tell you it.

Well Pete and I  were throwing the football around
behind your lot, and  it rolls under your trailer.
Right in  the middle, and  we can't neither  of us
reach  it, so  we figure  we'll just  jump in  the
power wagon and pull out your  rig out a bit so we
can grab the ball. Had  the wrong hitch ball, so I
just  tied a  rope.  It was  going  okay, then  it
broke, so  I guess that  was a bad  idea.  Trailer
snaps  back, tips  off the  pad, and  wouldn't you
know it rolls right on down the embankment. Bit of
a rough ride, it stays up though, so I'm like this
is totally fine. Just have  to winch that one back
up. It's a Starcraft, it can take it.

Too much mud to get a good pull going, so we think
to put down some gravel  and rocks. Don't have any
gravel, but I did have  some left over dynamite in
the wagon, so  why not make some  gravel from that
boulder  in the  back  of your  lot?   Light up  a
stick, throw  it on over  to it, but  wouldn't you
know it takes a weird bounce off the football that
by now went  and rolled over there,  and the stick
gets flung  on down  the hill to  the roof  of the
trailer. BLAMM!  So that thing is  a flaming wreck
in no time. And Pete's  sitting in the power wagon
and he kind of freaks  out and jumps out the door,
and catches  the emergency  brake with  his ankle,
and the wagon rolls right  on down there and lands
on  the   whole  thing.  Guess  that   breaks  the
trailer's propane line  or something, cause things
got worse  pretty fast. You would  not believe the
fireball that went up. Pete and I just run for it,
but  of course  all that  noise brings  around the
dragons like  usual. I managed  to hit one  in the
eye  with my  crossbow, and  wouldn't you  know it
falls out  of the sky  right on the pile  with the
wagon and your trailer!

Anyways, in the end you're out one trailer, I lost
the  power wagon,  so I  guess we're  even steven,
right? Ha ha. But I  did pull some sweet teeth and
blue  scales off  the dead  dragon after  the fire
died down, and I left them by your back door, so I
guess  you  owe  me  one  now,  right?  But  sorry
anyways.  Though that  kind of  thing is  bound to
happen sooner or later, even if it is a Starcraft.