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From the journal of Terence Benjamin Boot
[Tucked between the pages and wrapped in tissue is a handmade painted silver filigree enamel necklace from Russia which will be given to Susan on 14 Feb.]
8 February, 2001/Chelsea, England
One week ago today I saw Michael for the first time in a very long time. I also received a post from him yesterday afternoon regarding the Order. After reading it, a very small part of me wished the letter had stated "Don't call us, we'll call you," but apparently that ragtag bunch needs all the warm bodies they can get because we've been accepted. This is definitely suicide.
Then I reminded myself of the sorry state of affairs this place has fallen into while we were away and the looks in both Michael and Hermione's eyes; it's the stuff of bad dreams to say the least.
Michael wants to meet with me, and I agreed as we have an awful lot to catch up on.
It's strange thinking about him in the present tense.
Valentine's Day is coming up. I need to plan something really out of the ordinary for Susan.
[Tucked between the pages and wrapped in tissue is a handmade painted silver filigree enamel necklace from Russia which will be given to Susan on 14 Feb.]
8 February, 2001/Chelsea, England
One week ago today I saw Michael for the first time in a very long time. I also received a post from him yesterday afternoon regarding the Order. After reading it, a very small part of me wished the letter had stated "Don't call us, we'll call you," but apparently that ragtag bunch needs all the warm bodies they can get because we've been accepted. This is definitely suicide.
Then I reminded myself of the sorry state of affairs this place has fallen into while we were away and the looks in both Michael and Hermione's eyes; it's the stuff of bad dreams to say the least.
Michael wants to meet with me, and I agreed as we have an awful lot to catch up on.
It's strange thinking about him in the present tense.
Valentine's Day is coming up. I need to plan something really out of the ordinary for Susan.