May 21st, 1888
If I could marry Bee I would but I can't so I ship our characters instead.
Miss Potter,
I cannot know if you know me, for I lost myself three years ago and finding myself once more has been a slow process. For my own benefit, then, I think it best that I introduce myself properly. My name is Odira, and I was the woman fortunate enough to marry your dear, kind brother Bennet on the night of the younger Mr. Potter’s death. It seems cruelly unfair that I was so attached to both their passings, and entirely tragic that they should have faded away without knowing that you were alive and well. I know that in my husband’s case, at least, it surely would have given him great comfort.
I write to you with no expectation of reciprocation, but did not feel right withholding invitation to you any longer than I already have. In my own home, I am mother and guardian to your niece Charlotte, a beautiful young girl with chestnut hair and, I am told, her late uncle’s ears. Those same ears can be found on my ward Jameson, your nephew, though his sister Elspeth was, mercifully, spared! These three children are my family, my very heart, but they are your family, too. If you should wish to know them then I would, of course, oblige as long as it is in their best interests to do so.
Please do not hesitate to respond if that is your decision.
Sincerely,
Odira T. Potter
If I could marry Bee I would but I can't so I ship our characters instead.