.o4 / RETURN
The appartment is gone. I'd tried to keep it nice for when the family that originally lived there returned, together.
They'd have to be together. It's too much when families are broken apart.
Most wonderful ladies and delightful gentleman, I have a very very very very important announcement:
Today is a day of great celebration. A day to raise your head and worry no longer! Indeed, you need not fret, nor cry yourself to sleep at night because I couldn't bear to see a lady cry, of course over the loss of someone as beautiful as I. No, indeed...
Daddy is BACK!
But but but but but!
We should not celebrate just yet, for there are still a few itsy bitsy teeny weeny tiny little things I need to discuss.
No, don't think it's about the ankle I twisted last week. Of course it hurts a lot bit, but I was able to get myself something cold to put on it before it swelled up too much. Daddy is so smart, knowing how to take care of himself like this.
Actually, it's about the poor, poor piano that I lost when the apartment was destroyed, and a certain promise I made to teach someone how to play it. I'm sorry, Allen. But I'll find another one! Don't you worry!
I did manage to salvage something, though. Botan, please reply so I may find out where to bring you a surprise. Hopefully you're not too far away. I'm not too sure of how far I can go on this leg right now, though I would hardly ask you to trouble yourself by coming all the way to me. That's not the kind of person I am.