I'm at Peter's hospital with Nadia and Naveed now... I've just come from home. Or what's left of home. Which is nothing. The whole house has been burned to the ground and I have no idea where Corby or Siobhan are. If anyone knows anything about where either of them might be... Because there was nothing left of that house.
Call from the hospital- a public hospital- says that Corby is there and in bad shape. I'm heading that way now. I tried to call you Astrid but I couldn't get through, but I'll pick you up on my way past.
Everything here has gone amazingly well, and since we couldn't get a flight back to London today like I'd hoped we've got one for tomorrow evening
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Everything I meant to say has been said to those I meant to say it to in person, and everything I said I still and will always mean, and if you have any need of me, I believe you will ask, because I believe in you.
And now, this message, to everyone: To Istanbul we fly on Sunday.
Don't know how to tell you this. Anything I say is going to be hard to hear.
I took Amanda to hospital today. She's going to live, it isn't a question of that. But someone attacked her in her home, she's in bad shape and she's traumatised. I'll stay with her here tonight.
I thought you should know. I know you are friends.
It seems remarkable easy to find excelent company in London, yet extremely difficult to find somewhere to actually live. I guess we can't have it all
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