Flower Fortune- Sweetbriar: Poetry and fragrance.

I love my mother-in-law. Even though she phones frequently, she wrote me a long letter that I got in the mail today. She started out by telling me that she is very proud of me, and Harry and the children and that we seem like the happiest little family. She wrote that she hopes I am happy, for better or worse (meaning she hopes that I have gotten over Edward) and that she can't wait to move here to be closer to the children. Oliver keeps asking when Ouisie's coming and keeps making plans about how he's going to take her to school so she can meet his friends. Oliver's quite excited about school, he loves it. He can draw better than any child I've seen. Harry and I laugh and say maybe he'll become an artist. *************************************

Later:

I have been drinking because I am lonely for no reason. Harry gave me kisses but fell asleep and I wished and wished he would wake up and pay attention to me.
But he wouldn't and now I am sulking like a little child. I miss my husband even though he is right here in bed with me I don't know really what I'm writing.