You're Two
Dear Wesley,
You’re two today and you’re napping. If you’re dreaming, they’re probably happy dreams. You’re almost always happy awake. Whatever your worst dreams are, they’re probably not worse than what I fear may become of this world and your future in it. You’ve spent your first two years and the nine months before that in a loving family in a beautiful town in a very wealthy country that has shared a little of that wealth with us, though not with