[Private]
Father...
I wish...
What can I wish? What can I expect? What can I hope for you, other than a quick, painless end, and no Kiss? You were always a strong man, and I never told you that enough when it mattered. Possibly not... ever. Now that I know why you did what you did, can I really fault you, for leaving Aberforth and I with Mother? [long, strained paused] And our sister?
[sigh, a few random dots on the page]
I'm a fool at heart. So many mistakes to learn from, and I've yet to really start. Really. Family, friends, Gellert...
Father, I'm sorry.
[after a minute or two of stewing in his angst juices, he switches to dictation, sounding thoughtful, lighter]
You know, I think I'm beginning to miss Aberforth. [pause. theeeeeen a laugh because pffft. Aberforth would growl and scowl at him if he knew. Ahahaha.]
[/Private]
[Good evening, Fairfield folks! Are any of you in the mood for ice-cream? If so, there's a pleasant, friendly young man sitting at the counter of the ice-cream parlor, all too ready to serve. ♥]
[added in a bit later]
[Friends]
All well? Where have you been situated?
[ooc; bawwww, i gotta go to bed. /shakes... fist at parents. T__T tags in the morning]