Tonight I would like to thank my faraway friend.
I was feeling rather rundown and lonely, but when I returned home a package was waiting for me on my bed, courtesy of my faraway friend. It contained the most novel notelet set I have ever seen, quaint and lovely, all the way from Italy.
And a note written in her hand. Her words meant so much to me.
It was like she knew how I was feeling. Her timing was perfect.
She has always been so sweet and kind, generous and lovely to me. She can never know how grateful I am to be considered her friend.
I think she is my guardian angel.
Sorry about my prolonged absence, my dears. I will write again soon. I miss you all from the very bottom of my heart.