19 June, 1888
Dezzie,
Of course I have not told mother; it is not my place to do so. Besides, I've hardly had time to speak with her about anything. We're short-staffed at the moment; one of our healers was sent to Hogsmeade Hospital to handle fog-related matters, and there always seems to be more injuries during the summer months.
Has Mr. Pettigrew taken the news well?
Sending my love,
Cordelia