I don't know. There are women who marry at eighteen as fresh debutantes. They have to know what they're doing, right? I mean, I'm sure some of them marry for security purposes, but some have to marry for love. Or you would think so anyway. I at least hope some of them marry for love. I want to -

Perhaps I can convince my parents to allow me a sleepover at the farm over the Christmas holiday. It wouldn't be the most comfortable of lodgings, but we could invite all the girls and have a camp out under the stars. It could be just like old times.

I miss you!