18th January, 1891
Jake,
Can you believe that it is only a few short months until May, when I graduate?! I know I said this over Christmas already but it feels so much closer now that I am writing 1891 on everything.
How are you? Are you terribly busy with work? I mentioned you to one of my friends the other day and decided it was quite dreadful of you not to write to me ever, so you must have a good excuse for it. Zipporah never knows what you are up to when she writes to me, it’s like she doesn't even remember who you are.
Oh! You were not at that gentlemen’s charity duelling event this weekend, were you? Not in it, obviously, but did you attend? I hope nobody got hurt too badly. Were there lots of respectable men there? Did you see who participated, and who won? Were any of them unmarried
You had better write back to me as I have a Care of Magical Creatures essay to do this week that I need distraction from. Urgently, Jake. Please give me something else to think about. Anything.
Jemima
