30 June, 1888
Febs,You'd have to fight me to be in Hogsmeade at this moment. I've dealt with bugs before, but locusts? Sounds like a living nightmare to me; I don't envy you.
I'm hoping he library will be enough to keep you from running off from me whenever I turn my back. Perhaps you'll have more mercy on my soul than you have your parents'. I imagine they haven't been oblivious to everything that's gone on this past month.
Love,
E.

— set by MJ! —