vagabondprophet:

Solitary Refinement Chapter 12

Dearest Elizabeth                                      October 30th 2017

    So I waited a few weeks hoping that you’d write me about Nina’s birthday. I just really wanted to be able to give her something and I worked really hard to get that to her. Could you please let her keep it if it’s not too late? Did Nina see the gift before it got put to the curb? Well of course she did it’s a tricycle on our front step in her favourite colour. I guess what I mean to ask is what did you say to her when she wanted to play with it? I’m really upset imagining how sad she may have been about it.

I’d really like to send the kids something for Christmas, it’s not that far away now. Would that be okay with you? The kids love Christmas, I love Christmas. The baking the lights the snow I just love it all. I always wanted to decorate in the first week of November and you always said it was too early, do you remember that?

Are you going to bring the kids trick or treating tomorrow? They had so much fun when I took them out last year. It was so cute that they wanted to do a team costume, Alister called it team spooky. They were a bug catcher and spider. Nobody at the doors really got that he was a bug catcher until he put the net over his sister’s head to demonstrate. She got tired of that pretty fast it was really funny. You were so tired you stayed home saying you’d hand out candy but when I returned all the lights were out and you were already asleep by seven o’clock.

    Anyways in my cooking program here I learned how to make one of your favourites, roast chicken and twice baked potatoes. If you come and visit me maybe you could bring some recipes that you’d like me to learn to cook for you. I’d really like to do that. I’ll stop being pushy. I love you, you know that right? I miss you everyday, I’d give anything to even do something like wash the dishes when you’re tired at the end of the day.

    Please say something, even just to let me know that you’re reading these.

Sincerely,

Your Husband

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