When he wags his tail, it means he's happy.
He's ignoring me. I know he's ignoring me. I've sent him letters and he doesn't answer. I've been worried sick. I haven't SLEPT in AGES. Last night I mistakenly picked up a cigarette and chewed it. I've been out of sorts since we last saw each other and he hasn't had the consideration to LET ME KNOW HE'S ALL RIGHT.
But now I know he's all right.
But he's still ignoring me.
What am I to do with this dog? He's been jittery all the time. When he's not chewing the furniture, he tackles people. My dad already petrified him twice. Dad says if I don't get Byron's head right, he'll take him behind the house and 'sort him out.' I already know what that means.
The funny thing about being back home is that no one bothers to ask where I've been.
*In the envelope is the key to the loft and a slip of parchment.*
Maybe this was a mistake.