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Too Little, Too Late

My Dearest Debbie, I was so glad to hear from you the other day, and you must think me unpardonable for the lateness of my reply. Unpardonable or not, I do have an excuse should you choose to accept it … Continue reading

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Letter Number One

Dearest of Dears, friendstress, you. I hope this letter finds you well (such a marvelous notion, isn’t it, of a letter somehow finding a person? As you have no doubt noticed, I only commit these kind of pathetic fallacies when … Continue reading

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Shush, Dearest.

Shush, dearest. I’m just about to finish the marvelous but exhausting Wolf Hall. Like that unfortunate man of the British Petroleum, I do have a certain desire to put it behind me and get on with my life. I will … Continue reading

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