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| Topic Started: Jul 5 2018, 06:08 AM (63 Views) | |
| Frankie Tillington | Jul 5 2018, 06:08 AM Post #1 |
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| Henry Tillington | Jul 8 2018, 04:15 PM Post #2 |
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The letter Henry had received from his daughter Gabriella had alarmed him quite a bit. He had, of course, known she was at Hogwarts together with his other daughter, but somehow he had not seen this coming. Why had he assumed their lives could continue the same way? Keeping both girls separate outside of school but allowing them to mingle while there? Obviously he had made a grave miscalculation, though he really couldn't blame either girl for wanting to reach out. Even though she never said it, Henry knew Gabriella didn't have an easy time with the split between the two halves of the family. Back when they had decided to do this, it had seemed like the most logical solution. There were two adults and two children, and both adults wanted to live somewhere else entirely. Surely it would be less painful for all involved if they didn't organize some sort of complex schedule, carting either girl halfway across the globe to see each other and the other parent. Though, looking back no it now, he knew that had been too practical an approach. Sometimes it was easy to forget human emotions didn't follow neat lines of logic. That much had been obvious when he had received the note from Gabriella, informing him that she had received a letter from Liberty and insisting he should write one to Francesca. It had been several days since he'd received said note, but he knew he couldn't say no to the request. Somehow, he had gotten it into his head that his older daughter wouldn't need to hear from him. She had Liberty, and in his imagination she had always remarried someone more suitable to her. He hadn't thought Francesca would want anything to do with him. But apparently he was, once again, mistaken.
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| Frankie Tillington | Today, 2:27 AM Post #3 |
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Frankie was used to receiving letters from her mother in the owl post every now and then, so it hadn't been the original arrival of the bird that had spooked her. No, it was the way the letter had been addressed – 'Francesca Eleanor Tillington' – that had had her skin breaking out in goosebumps. It had sounded scarily official, and she had wondered who she had offended and what she had done wrong. Frankie supposed now that she should have guessed it was the letter Gabby had asked their father to send. Only her sister had ever called her Francesca at this school, so it wasn't surprising that she might have picked that up from their dad. The letter itself had been far less scary, thankfully. Frankie hadn't really known what to expect, but reading her dad's words for the first time ... it was astounding to know that this was really him. Not fuzzy memories, or her mother's stories, or things Gabby had said about him in passing. Her dad had really written to her. Frankie had felt a buzzing sensation in her chest throughout the whole day, had kept pulling the letter out of her pocket during lessons to read over again and again. It had felt almost too good to be true. All that time wishing and wondering ... and now she had a letter in her hand, as simple as that. Except it wasn't that simple, really. Frankie had laughed when her dad had told her he wasn't very good at writing letters, because she was exactly the same. And then she had tried to write a letter back and it had sort of gone ... all over the place. Frankie grimaced at the image of it in her head as she tied the letter to an owl's leg. Her dad was at least better at writing letters than she was. Maybe she should have tried to write more than one? But it was more authentic this way, Frankie thought with a shrug. Giving the owl a quick stroke, she stood back to let it fly out the window, watching it go with her hands stuck in her pockets. The buzzing sensation in her chest didn't seem like it was going anywhere anytime soon.
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