Dearest Father,
I hope this letter finds you well. I have recovered from the slight chill I suffered the last few days, and promise not to get into any more snow ball fights, unless I am provoked. Tom was saying nasty things about Myrtle again, only she heard them and she threw the first snow ball, and I had to fight back because we can’t let
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My Dad and my Uncle fighted, I mean fought in the war.
Him and my Mum used to live in London.
I hope you have a nice time a Christmas.
*sighs*
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I think I will. I just worry for them, and that's not a very pleasant feeling.
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Isn't it dangerous for your family to stay in London?
Mum and dad moved to my grandpas farm 'cause it was safer there.
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It is so hard to fugure out what a sheltered pureblood would know about WW2 or 1
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Last year, 1940, the Germans bombed London on the 23rd and the 30th of December. It's so noisy! We had to go down in the cellar, my brother got really scared. I'm not surprised Father doesn't want me home. *sigh*
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That doesn't sound at good at all.
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I hope you and Olive can patch things up... the holidays are times for friendship, not fighting.
*sighs*
*ruefully*
Too bad the war doesn't know that about the holiday season.
*hugs*
Have a safe and happy Christmas.
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I think Olive and I just need to talk carefully to each other, reach an understanding. *sigh* She's very confusing.
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*nods*
I'm everything will work out. It just might take a bit of time.
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How are you feeling? You look a bit better.
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Next time, we'll just have to forget the snowball fight and make it more of an ambush.
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We can only gain honour from a fair fight. If you want to cover Minnie in snow just to take her clothes off, you'll have to do it in your own time. Olive and I can go after Myrtle and Elizabeth ourselves.
Sorry it so long to reply. I couldn't work out how mean I thought he was. :-)
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