Diane was rather more horrible than Mum thought she might be, and she's always been good at finding the thing that hurts most when she's upset. I didn't want you to see me handle it badly.

Two friends showed up to see me and I ended up going elsewhere for a bit after, so I wasn't on my own.

I need to write another note or two, but come up when you're ready, please. (I got handed butterbeer, if you want some of that, and about six kinds of tea and tisane.)

And then marzipan and stars and likely a little brandy.