June 9th 1888
Mr. Bixby,
Father is doing much better. I think it may have just been a ploy to get us to leave though. Any time he happens to notice a gentleman taking particular notice of me, something comes up. It's rather quite frustrating but I suppose there's nothing that can be done for it.
Thank you for the tickets to the game. I was able to attend, luckily, however my brother wasn't able to play. The strange fog that's been spreading had covered Irvingly by then and he was unable to leave. His family and he live there, you see, and he definitely wouldn't have left them behind.
What do you make of this fog? It's really quite strange, isn't it? A little creepy even. I wonder if it will spread here to Hogsmeade. Father doesn't seem all too concerned about it and I think he'd stay here even if it did spread.
Fondly,
Fortuna
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