Bree always made sure her Christmas gifts were perfect. She would buy them weeks in advance and wrap them perfectly. December 24 was fast approaching and she still had no gift for her best friend Lynette. She walked around stores and could not find one single thing. Pretty soon she got an idea. She would write a letter. It would a special letter. She stayed up all night to write it and struggled immensely with it. The next morning just before she put the letter and a bouquet of roses at Lynette's door she hoped Tom didn't read his wife's mail.