2000, December 6th
My sweet Lily,
It’s been over a week.
Not a word.
A glance.
A fleeting moment.
I am undone by it all.
Owen has been gone for over five days now, yet talk less of meeting with you, you haven’t even bothered to write back. I do not want you to handle any grievances you are going through all alone. I beg of you to come to me for help, you know more than anyone else how willing I am to come to your aid.
Is it the boys? The other week I believe I heard a rumour about Judah’s case of the flu? Do you need me to come to you? Owen is not here, we would be on your private property. The boys and I are familiar with each other, so my presence would not cause alarm. Please, Lily, I miss you so dearly. Just a second in your presence will be more than enough.
Forgive me,
