July 10th, 1888
Eavan,
Pretty serious injury? That's all you give me. Eavan, you've got me worried half out of my mind. What happened? I'm in the infirmary myself. Have been nearly a week myself but only a broken ankle. I'm far from considered a critical case but they still won't let me leave. They actually took my crutch from me upon receiving your letter. They won't let me come to you. Please.. tell me something to bring me a peace of mind.
Yours,
Fletcher
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