January 30th, 1890
Dear Nimmie,
A small ceremony sounds perfectly fitting for you, my dear friend. I am glad your new family is accepting of your temperament and toned down their celebrations. They must be a loving sort and he must be a doting husband. Congratulations, again, I am so blissfully happy for you.
I shall cross my fingers and hope that you are able to see more of America before Spring. The tales I've heard make it seem so beautiful. I cannot wait to hear your stories upon your return.
Our ministry is keeping their cards close to their chest. Any detail that slips out is quickly forgotten and replaced with this dense, happy fog. It's quite peculiar. I went to collect Edmund's belongings this past week and found no obvious flaws within the halls. Sometimes I wonder if the story is all some ruse concocted by him to run off with his mistress. Had I not identified his remains such wonderings would likely be facts in my mind.
The children are settling in to their new reality somewhat. Oliver is still besides himself, he did always idolize his father so. Sebastian and Adelaide don't ask for him as often. They still miss him terribly, of course. Perhaps one day I'll have answers to give them.
I look forward to seeing you again this Spring. It will be a pleasure to be in your company once more. I trust you will keep me apprised of your arrangements? Where will you and Mr. Delaney live upon your return?
Yours Truly,
Maggie
Maggie
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