#alicefromtheashes

Alice,

Have you really? Merlin's pants - as James would say - I'm absolutely astonished. How on earth did you manage that, clever duck? I'm visiting mother today, but I shall be by later this afternoon to see this fabled bush. Would you like something hardy and muggle-ish for tea? I shall attempt something called "speg hatti" which apparently is quite a delicacy amongst those of Italian descent.

Forever Yours,

Frankie

Alice,

Thank you for your owl. I know I haven't been entirely - no, at all - communicative lately. I would cite some reason, but in truth I've been avoiding most of the people we know. It's childish. I'm sorry to have to admit such a thing to you. 

If you'd be able to stand my company, I would very much like to see you sometime at your convenience. I have heard you have taken an Auror post at the Ministry. Congratulations! I hope they're treating you well. And if they're not, I shall frown loudly in their direction.

Alice,

Thank you for the kind letter. There is not much left to say; ashes to ashes, or so the muggles would dictate.

For now, I shall be moving in to the Burrow indefinitely. I plan on rebuilding it to what it was, how the Weasleys kept it. I am sure that Arthur and Molly would have liked that. I have taking it as a holiday before returning to my active duty as an auror; if so our new Ministry and Head of Office permits. 

You have been very kind for writing. I hope your are well.