Good morning.
How is your tea?
Good. How is the cupcake?
Delicious.
I am having flashbacks to when Sophie and Kim left.
Yes, me too.
The snow is melting.
It is getting warmer.
The sky was pink in the morning.
Beautiful.
I am so homesick!
Me too.
The trees are still bare.
Still almost dead.
Last night it was cold.
His eyes always widened when I was shivering.
Yes, I know.
We are running out of ice cream.
And of wine.
It‘s not like they are all still leaving.
They are just not here.
Mistress witch writes 