Roses at Home-9
From: W. Moseley
To: K. Martin
Date: Wednesday, 1 August. 9:12 am, local time.
Subject: Blasted winter
Hello darling! I hope this email finds you well. I landed here in NZ late last night. Can you believe a ten hour flight and then another eleven hour time change? I feel like I spent half of my life on that plane. Anyway, the whole crew is here, and would you believe it is snowing? It is winter here and the mountains are covered in snow, and yet the sun still shines more here than in England. I guess it is time I get to work. I’m missing you more every minute.
Love,
Will
From: K. Martin
To. W. Moseley
Date: Tuesday, 31 July. 9:50 pm, local time.
Subject: RE: Blasted Winter
It is lovely to hear from you so soon! I was about to go to bed and I saw your email in my inbox. The weather sounds terrible; you know how I hate the cold. It is miserable here in London. Cold, wet, and lonely. Ok so that last part has nothing to do with the weather. But it certainly makes the days gloomier. I can not believe you’re almost half a day ahead of me. It seems like another world.
Anyway, I’m off to bed. Take lots of pictures alright? Miss you!
All my love,
Kate
From: W. Moseley
To: K. Martin
Date: Friday, 3 August. 4:15 pm local time
Subject: No more noodles, please.
Greetings from China my dear. I’m sorry I have been so busy and any spare time I have I’ve just fallen asleep in my day clothes. I think I may have forgotten what pajamas feel like. But I can not forget the touch of your skin.
If I have to eat one more noodle, someone is getting strangled.
The weather here is nicer, back in the Northern Hemisphere. It isn’t cold, that is for sure. In fact it sunny and unbearably hot. They say a typhoon might come through here.
We just landed here this morning. We’re here until Tuesday and then it is off to Japan for a few days.
I am missing burgers, but not as much as I am missing you.
Love,
Will
From: K. Martin
To: W. Moseley
Date: Friday, 3 August. 8:23 am, local time.
Subject: RE No more noodles, please.
Noodles are perfectly good for your health. Now stop being silly and eat up.
And be thankful for some warm weather. It has not stopped raining in four days, and I’ve had to buy new Wellingtons to get to work without soaking my good shoes. Still even if the sun was out, life would still be relatively dark.
Make sure you check out the Ancient Art Exhibits, they are supposed to be amazing.
Rainy days are better under a Willow tree.
Love,
Kate
From: W. Moseley
To: K. Martin
Date: Sunday, 5 August. 1: 47 pm.
Subject: You’re right.
Noodles are amazing. As long as they are not from a street corner cafe, they are amazing. They really grow on you. And the tea here is amazing. I’m having some shipped home to you. Try the rosewood with lemon, its divine.
The typhoon missed us, thankfully. We got a lot of rain but that was about it.
Lucas is keeping me busy. Interviews all of the time, photo shoots and signings when I least expect it. And I had to move hotels because the press swiped the maid’s key card in the last one.
You haven’t met Lucas yet. Be thankful, he is a shark. But I guess that is why I hired him.
And you wouldn’t believe this, he thinks I am unfocused. I mean, I answer the questions, I smile for cameras. How much focusing could that require?
Thinking of peaceful nights and your scent on my pillow.
Love,
Will
From: K. Martin
To: W. Moseley
Date: Sunday, 5 August. 11:10 am, local time.
Subject: RE: You’re right.
Lucas sounds… interesting.
But tea sounds lovely. Life sounds busy and tiring. Are you resting well? Should I send something over?
Mum called, said she wants both of us over for brunch next time. Left out details of room arrangements at the wedding.
It finally stopped raining, but I still feel like hiding under the covers.
xoxo,
Kate
To: K. Martin
Date: Wednesday, 1 August. 9:12 am, local time.
Subject: Blasted winter
Hello darling! I hope this email finds you well. I landed here in NZ late last night. Can you believe a ten hour flight and then another eleven hour time change? I feel like I spent half of my life on that plane. Anyway, the whole crew is here, and would you believe it is snowing? It is winter here and the mountains are covered in snow, and yet the sun still shines more here than in England. I guess it is time I get to work. I’m missing you more every minute.
Love,
Will
From: K. Martin
To. W. Moseley
Date: Tuesday, 31 July. 9:50 pm, local time.
Subject: RE: Blasted Winter
It is lovely to hear from you so soon! I was about to go to bed and I saw your email in my inbox. The weather sounds terrible; you know how I hate the cold. It is miserable here in London. Cold, wet, and lonely. Ok so that last part has nothing to do with the weather. But it certainly makes the days gloomier. I can not believe you’re almost half a day ahead of me. It seems like another world.
Anyway, I’m off to bed. Take lots of pictures alright? Miss you!
All my love,
Kate
From: W. Moseley
To: K. Martin
Date: Friday, 3 August. 4:15 pm local time
Subject: No more noodles, please.
Greetings from China my dear. I’m sorry I have been so busy and any spare time I have I’ve just fallen asleep in my day clothes. I think I may have forgotten what pajamas feel like. But I can not forget the touch of your skin.
If I have to eat one more noodle, someone is getting strangled.
The weather here is nicer, back in the Northern Hemisphere. It isn’t cold, that is for sure. In fact it sunny and unbearably hot. They say a typhoon might come through here.
We just landed here this morning. We’re here until Tuesday and then it is off to Japan for a few days.
I am missing burgers, but not as much as I am missing you.
Love,
Will
From: K. Martin
To: W. Moseley
Date: Friday, 3 August. 8:23 am, local time.
Subject: RE No more noodles, please.
Noodles are perfectly good for your health. Now stop being silly and eat up.
And be thankful for some warm weather. It has not stopped raining in four days, and I’ve had to buy new Wellingtons to get to work without soaking my good shoes. Still even if the sun was out, life would still be relatively dark.
Make sure you check out the Ancient Art Exhibits, they are supposed to be amazing.
Rainy days are better under a Willow tree.
Love,
Kate
From: W. Moseley
To: K. Martin
Date: Sunday, 5 August. 1: 47 pm.
Subject: You’re right.
Noodles are amazing. As long as they are not from a street corner cafe, they are amazing. They really grow on you. And the tea here is amazing. I’m having some shipped home to you. Try the rosewood with lemon, its divine.
The typhoon missed us, thankfully. We got a lot of rain but that was about it.
Lucas is keeping me busy. Interviews all of the time, photo shoots and signings when I least expect it. And I had to move hotels because the press swiped the maid’s key card in the last one.
You haven’t met Lucas yet. Be thankful, he is a shark. But I guess that is why I hired him.
And you wouldn’t believe this, he thinks I am unfocused. I mean, I answer the questions, I smile for cameras. How much focusing could that require?
Thinking of peaceful nights and your scent on my pillow.
Love,
Will
From: K. Martin
To: W. Moseley
Date: Sunday, 5 August. 11:10 am, local time.
Subject: RE: You’re right.
Lucas sounds… interesting.
But tea sounds lovely. Life sounds busy and tiring. Are you resting well? Should I send something over?
Mum called, said she wants both of us over for brunch next time. Left out details of room arrangements at the wedding.
It finally stopped raining, but I still feel like hiding under the covers.
xoxo,
Kate