Sometimes a girl wants a stout

Dear Stout,

I miss you. I’m sorry it’s been so long. It’s not that I’ve forgotten about you, it’s just that now is not a good time for us to be together. Soon, though, I hope, we’ll be reunited.

I know you don’t come to Mexico often, but I thought you could make an exception and maybe we could meet up in July, or even sooner maybe.

Let me know.

In fondest memory…