July 03rd, 1888
Abraxas,
I have not heard from you since we left for the Sanditon, a fact I hope can be attributed to your busyness rather than your untimely demise. The subject of death has been one has continued to circulate around the resort despite our distance from Hogsmeade; I confess it's too much for my nerves!
This summer was supposed to be a joyous one filled with Hogwarts planning and school shopping! We were supposed to talk all about where we plan on being sorted, what pets we'll take, and what friends we might make!
Oh, Abraxas, please tell me you're well!
Yours,
Flora
Flora
