We used to write each other daily, until I ruined everything with that stupid fight. You haven't opened any of my letters since, and I'm too embarrassed to apologize to your face, particularly when you're always hanging about with other girls. But if you read this: the fight was my fault, and I'm sorry. I was being stupid and I want to be friends again. Please write. Have you been feeding a grey tabby cat in Bartonburg? My darling Missy has been away from home more and more frequently and I've begun to suspect she's been getting meals elsewhere. If you have been taking care of her, please write so I can worry less the next time she wanders out. We met in an apothecary in London and you were quite kind in describing various items to me and advising my purchase. I have a few questions related to the medicinal uses of some of the items for sale there and you seemed quite |
knowledgeable before. I would like to ask your opinion, but if we exchanged names when we met I'm afraid I've forgotten yours, and therefore don't know where to owl. Are you missing a yellow hat, which blew away in the wind on High Street earlier this month? I have your hat, and a message: you are absolutely going to get yourself killed. While I watched from across the street you narrowly avoided peril no less than three times. First, you stepped out into the street just as a carriage rounded the corner, and the driver was obliged to pull up on the reigns which I think you did not notice. Second, a owl dove at you to try and get the pastry in your hand that you were carelessly waving about in the air. Third, a child had a bought of accidental magic merely five feet behind you, which again, you took no notice of. Had his governness not be nearby to contain the child he might have accidentally done you harm. It is no wonder you've lost your hat; I doubt you noticed that, either. |
I passed you at the High Street Market. You were wearing green; I was seeing green, because whatever you had just bought smelled positively delectable. I couldn't see what it was, but I can't get the scent out of my nose and it's been making my mouth water ever since. Won't you tell me what it was? In response to Mulling Over Wine In short: no. I do not forgive you and should not like to talk to you again. I hope you did not go to any great expense on the gift you claim to have bought me, because I would not accept it. I saw you reading at the Crowdy Library. I tried to catch your eye but you were engrossed in your book; the cover was red. You were enjoying it, and frequently smiling. I wish you would have an opportunity to smile at me — write, and let's contrive a way to be introduced at some party or other. |
| There's no such thing as the One That Got Away! Send a letter in with your personal advertisement or response to have it printed in the next issue. Address your letters to: Missed Connections, Witch Weekly. | ||
Issue #232 - The Fall of Miss Finch
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