Simple Youth

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.  Why the twins were hitting each other, I have no clue.  Since I am their older brother, I of course jumped between them to break them up.
       "Alright that's enough you two!" I yelled as I wedged my arms between them.  "Someone want to tell me what's going on here?"
       "Bobby won't let me play ball with him and his friends!" Screamed Sue.
       " Well, she called me dumb, plus she's a girl!" Bobby yelled back, directed at Sue.
       " Well you are dumb!  Ma and Pop only keep you around for the laughs!"
       " Well at least I can make them laugh! Stupid girls aren't funny!"
       " You're not even funny, just dumb."
       "Shut up!"
       "Hey!" I intersected, again. "Bobby go sit in the barn! Sue go sit on the porch! Both of you stay there and don't say a word until I get back!"  I barged into the house in a rage after witnessing the behavior of my 9 year old siblings.  I went to ma's desk and grabbed two pencils and pads of paper.  I marched to the porch and threw the pad of paper down next to sue and said "You are to stay put here until you can write Bobby a heartfelt apology for all those things you just said to him, and anything else you feel he should know.  Bring it to me when you are done, and I will see if it passes inspection!" Then I turned and marched to the barn and gave Bobby the same speech.
        It had been a solid half hour now and was almost concerned.  Could they honestly of had that much to write about?  I got up and walked to Sue.  
        "Sue let me see what you wrote."  She handed me her letter and it read...
    "Dear Bobby,                                                 June 5, 1946
  I'm sorry we fight and don't get along.  I only argue with you so you'll think I'm tough, like one of the guys, so I can play football and baseball with you and your friends.  I don't really think you're dumb, I just don't think before I talk...
                                                                  Sincerely,
                                                                     Sissy Sue"
       I couldn't help but crack a little smile. "Okay, you can go play now."  She got up and ran off back the the field where I found her, and began chasing  the chickens.  
       I began making my way to the barn to read Bobby's letter. I opened the barn door and saw him snuggled up with one of the baby goats.  "Alright Bobby, lets see what you wrote to your sister." I said.  His little arm shot out of his snug little goat/boy ball with a crumpled up piece of paper.  I smoothed it out and read it out loud.
          "Dear Sue,                                        June 5, 1946
    I wish you would stop trying to be one of the guys.  You're not, you're my sister, I'm supposed to protect you from boys.  So letting you play with my friends makes it likely for one of my friends to hurt you.  I don't wanna have to beat up one of my friends because the hurt my sister by accident.  I love you Sue, you're my best sister I've got! I couldn't live with myself if you got hurt.  There are so many things I could apologize for, but my hand is cramping up and there is a goat licking my ear, so I'm gonna wrap this up. Love you Sue.  
                                                                        Sincerely,
                                                                           Bobby
P.S.
Sorry I forgot to give you the mayonnaise"