Chapter 51
February
Sawyer,
I visited the Duomo di Milano today with a few other girls in my program. (Postcard included.) I tried to sketch the exterior, but I ran out of time. If I ever finish it, maybe I’ll send you that too.
It’s not that cold in Milan, which is nice.
Zurich got about five feet of snow while I was there.
Pretty to look at, but it’s nice to be able to go outside without putting on ten layers first. There are pigeons everywhere here, and I would hate to see them shivering.
There was a gelato place right by the cathedral we stopped at after our tour.
We walked up about a thousand stairs to see the roof, so I was starving.
But I tossed a small piece of cone to one of the pigeons, and we got swarmed by dozens of them.
Maybe hundreds. Lesson learned. We all screamed and ran.
You would have laughed, if you’d been there, I think.
Rory and I spent a lot of time together over Christmas, which was nice.
We used to each do our thing, but we made hot chocolate and watched movies and painted each other’s nails.
I used to feel like she was another mom most of the time, but now we feel more like friends.
She only has one semester left of law school, which is crazy to me.
Yes, I always meant to take that spot. If you stand in it, you’ll get why.
I’m sorry I wasn’t at the marina when you got back.
I agree with Gus—I don’t think college felt that different when it came to academics.
I never lived on campus at Cambridge, but in different flats near campus.
Alone freshman year and with a few friends my second year.
I tried surfing once in middle school (my uncle is into it) and swore never again.
Thankfully, not a huge hobby in England.
Apollo stayed at her usual barn. You’re a lot closer to her than I am right now.
Is your mom home? Has she been to Lancaster? You should invite her to visit you, if you haven’t. Show her everything you’ve accomplished.
Tell me about school. How are your new classes?
Do you still like your roommate? Are you planning to play any baseball this spring?
(Can you play baseball? Don’t take that as any encouragement.) Do you go to the beach that’s forty-five minutes away a lot?
Am I part of any of the good memories in your truck?
How is Gus? Are he and Lissa officially dating?
And everyone else? Did you see them a lot over Christmas?
Will you be working at the marina this summer?
Write back. Please. This is my new address, until May.
—Wren
P.S. I kept all your letters too.