18 August 1942
Alastor has to go home today. I'm going to miss him. Lots. Mamma says his parents probably miss him too and maybe I can go and visit him sometime soon, but I think he likes it better here.
Of course Lucius misses him. I know this because he sent an owl. And he's a sweet little boy and I ought to be grateful he's even still speaking to us after what we did in his bedroom but...
I bet I'm going to miss him more than Lucius does!
Jessica Walsingham has dumped her little sister here (well, Cynthia told her she could). I did not think it was possible, but Jessica's little sister is even more horrid than she is. And Missy likes her.
Because, and I hate to admit this, because I love Missy, but Missy is rather horrid herself.
I just don't want to be anywhere within fifty miles of Missy and Cori when they both decide they want the same thing.