Applejack got out of bed, and stared at the other occupant of their two person bed. A little, unseen, smile crept up on her face.

She got up from bed, got herself some water and took out her pen and a notebook.

There were far too many thoughts and emotions going around her head, lately, she needed some place to jot them all down. She tore out a piece of paper from her farm log, and started writing.

Dear Riainbow Dash

This is Applejack's life and thoughts during one of my other stories: My Last Letter To You, Or more her reaction after they went their separate ways.