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I awoke this morning to the unpleasant sight of probably one of the first storms I have seen since arriving in Sicily. Pansy was rather put out seeing as we had plans to meet Blaise at our regular cafe by the sea this morning but I truly don't mind. At least it will cool the temperature down a bit, and for that, I am immensely thankful.
Late last night I received a letter from my Mother, another surprise to say the least. Apparently she will be staying with some family in France for some time due to a few discrepancies occurring at the Manor due to Aunt Bella stopping by more frequently as of late. I wish her the best. I know I certainly couldn't handle the smell of Grandmother Druella’s manor, let alone that sitting room she insists on everyone having tea in three times a day. It would be enough to send someone into a coma from all the fumes. I would much rather her come here to Italy where I know for a fact there are no deadly fumes in our sitting room but she says she has her reasons. Reasons that I completely disagree with but she just won't listen. I just can't sit back and
I suppose I should go find Pansy and that damn House Elf since the last time I saw her she was complaining of "vast boredom" and considering carrying out a few of her idle threats. Which would put nearly 1/3 of Sicily in danger quite possibly, and Mother said he was...she said Potter is in jeopardy and I don't know what to do. I just...yes, yes ... I should probably make haste.
Late last night I received a letter from my Mother, another surprise to say the least. Apparently she will be staying with some family in France for some time due to a few discrepancies occurring at the Manor due to Aunt Bella stopping by more frequently as of late. I wish her the best. I know I certainly couldn't handle the smell of Grandmother Druella’s manor, let alone that sitting room she insists on everyone having tea in three times a day. It would be enough to send someone into a coma from all the fumes. I would much rather her come here to Italy where I know for a fact there are no deadly fumes in our sitting room but she says she has her reasons. Reasons that I completely disagree with but she just won't listen. I just can't sit back and
I suppose I should go find Pansy and that damn House Elf since the last time I saw her she was complaining of "vast boredom" and considering carrying out a few of her idle threats. Which would put nearly 1/3 of Sicily in danger quite possibly, and Mother said he was...she said Potter is in jeopardy and I don't know what to do. I just...yes, yes ... I should probably make haste.