October 4, I Am Not Quite Sure The Year
Very Far From Home
I am now officially sixteen. (Thank you, Grandfather, for giving me my birthday. I think of you fondly and wonder how my Home for Little Wanderers is faring.) I had hoped to celebrate in the arms of my dear Jaimy, or at least with my beloved crew members of the Belle, but, alas, luck has
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[Aloud:] Hello?
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Who are you, and is that your writing?
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My congratulations for your birthday. How unfortunate that you must spend it in this dreadful village.
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Foremost a happy birthday, darling. I, too, yearn for the sea, but it's not to be had here. You've friends, though, dear, if you care to keep them. I've something for you. If we can arrange to meet, perhaps I can give it to you.
With Utmost Sincerity,
The Hon. Capt. J. Sparrow
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These books continue to astonish me. That I could write something, and someone write back so quickly! I did not mean for anyone to see this, though. How do you tell the book not to send?
Yr. Faithful etc,
Jacky Faber
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I've not yet learned the secret of that. My messages are always sent with the intention that they be read, though I believe they may be made private.
--J. Sparrow.
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Let us take our conversation elsewhere, then. Where shall we meet?
-JF
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Oh, and Happy Birthday!
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An honourable Captain, huh.
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