Forget me never...

Letter 26

My dear Candy,

Hello, how are you? I hope that all is going well for you.
We are still in New York for the Fashion Festival. It is wonderful to see all these new fashions! Short hair too and I was tempted to try and I got my hair cut! Archie says it looks nice on me. The shorter dresses on the other side I still find it hard to get used to, I try to find models that are not too short, but all the dresses are very pretty. How is Anthony-William? My little Alistair really misses him. I think that the next time, I will leave him with you in Pony House. Janice is happy to be here, she wants all the models in miniature! She is really her father and mother's daughter, a fashion addict! Alistair, him, he looks like his homonym and is interested in everything that can be built.

We were in a reception when we heard the news that Susanna Marlowe Grandchester had died after a long and difficult illness. When I returned to the apartment, I asked for a copy of the newspaper and I looked at the obituary page. It is really true, Susanna Marlowe is dead following a long and painful illness, that had nothing to do with you. When she saved Terry, and after the amputation of her leg, her health was never the same. I got this news from one of her close friends who was there at the same reception that evening. Her illness had nothing to do with you, Candy. It is not your fault if she chose to save Terry and it is not your fault that she was bedridden when Terry and you were together. He wasn't married, and his heart belonged to you, you loved each other... You may have taken a wrong way about consuming your passion, but I don't think that you should punish yourself this way. It is just if you didn't flagellate yourself! It has been 10 years since that happened. Terry has done his duty by marrying Susanna and now she is dead. Let the time he mourns her pass and contact Terry to tell him he has a son and that you can finally be together. I will send the newspaper clipping so that you can read it with your own eyes. It is said that we cannot rejoice about somebody's death, but I cannot help being happy for you. You will finally be happy my dear.

I also have some news to tell you. I am expecting! Yes, again! As I already have a boy and a girl, this time, come what may!
I hope that everything is going well at Pony House. I know that you are happy to be caring for the children and the orphanage, but it is time for you to think about your own happiness, my dear.

I will bring you many new dresses and I will persuade you to have your hair cut. You will be very pretty to re-encounter Terry.
I am eager to see you again.

I am sending you big kisses and give some from me to Miss Pony and Sister Lane.

Annie