August 27th, 1970
Fabrizio,
Thank you for your letter, truly. I read it carefully, and I appreciate the kind words as well as your congratulations.
It’s been a long time, Fabrizio, I almost can’t recall the last time you and I exchanged words. Be it face to face or over a paper, like we’re doing now.
The distance is grand, grander that I ever imagined it could grow between us.
Yes, we shared something once, something real. I won’t pretend it didn’t matter. Because it did. You were important to me in a way that I still cannot articulate with words. And by the goddess above, I will always remember that time with a kind heart.
But things are different now, Fabrizio.
I have now become a married woman. My life belongs to someone else, and I have made promises by the moon that I intend
