Megan McCafferty

July 18th, 1985

Dear Diary,
I’m on the plane going to Arizona to see my cousins and I’m sorta scared. I’m not paranoid, but in the way back of my mind I’m thinking, “What if we crash?” Other than that there’s not much to say except that if we did crash I’m sure the stewardesses would still have smiles plastered on their faces as the plane went down.

Seeyabye,
M.
P.S. Bye!