Sloane,

You'll be alright in the end. You'll have to be. They always say pneumonia is bad, but a lot of people recover, and you will, too.

I might not be able to be there, but I'm always just a letter away. Imagine me sitting in the comfy brown armchair near the fire with a quilt across my lap and Splash hissing at me from the nearby couch. Ninety percent of the time it's an accurate depiction of what it's like when I'm writing you a letter.

When I see you next time I'll make it special, I promise. I don't think anyone would question me if I hugged you.

I miss you, too. Sleep lots and drink whatever they give you. Don't forget to eat. Stay warm.

Love,
Cameron

(P.S. I knew Splash was a girl. Obviously.)

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