|Yawey's Message in a Bottle||-|
Lately I've noticed that my brother, Alishanda, has been running off to the beach late at night. I thought he might be falling back in with the rave crowd and drug scene, so I followed him just in case. What I discovered is that he had stuffed a draft paper on butterflies for "Nature" magazine into a bottle and tossed it to the sea. I couldn't make head or tail of it. I'm writing this message and sending it afloat to try and fathom the logic behind his actions. Meanwhile, it doesn't look like he's going to let me in on his little secret.