Letter eighteen

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by gaysicle

by gaysicle

Dear Harry,

I went to the bakery today. The smell of pastries filled my nose and it just put me in a good mood.

You told me you worked at a bakery when you were sixteen. I still think that's really cute.

I bought a batch of cookies and they were fresh from the oven. The chocolate chips were still gooey and the cookie practically broke in my hand.

I brought the rest back for you sister and mom. They happily took them and then the boys ate the rest later. It brought a smile to everyone's face. I really missed seeing everyone smile.

I really miss your smile.

And your laugh.

I just miss everything.

Reason number 18: fresh baked cookies.

Love always,

Your Louis.