Come Feed the Rain

From: Thomas Raith <godofcologne@livejournal.com >
To: Alice Cullen <projectrunwayrules445@sparklecullen.com>

Subject: Greetings from the Bin!

Dear Alice,

I hope this finds you well, and that Jasper isn’t too upset with us seducing you away for so long. It seems rather pointless to regale you with all the happenings since you’ve left since I’m sure you’ve seen them in multiple ways. Still, Vlad was quite the charming diversion. You and he should coordinate your next visit. I’ll even promise Edward and Lacci that neither of you will bother them.

I suspect by now Jasper is either frothing at the mouth or packing bags for both of you right now. See, burgeoning psychic here. If there’s anything you need me to beat into Edward’s head, let me know. The offer’s always open, as is the invitation to come back. And you were right, things are resting better on my mind now that I know Edward will ride shotgun if I need him to. I’m sleeping better too, marginally. So thank you for that. See, taking advice here.

And now we get to the other reason why I wrote (it’s not the real reason, you know, just a second, just as important, reason). What do you think about this whole get-Harry-to-help-Dru thing? Harry’s willing to do it (I’m sure he blew out the phone as soon as I hung up), but the whole thing with Dru worries me. Granted, anything that ends up with me wandering the garden half-naked staring at the stars is sort of worrisome. Maybe Edward is getting in too deep here and I with him. Not that it would be the first time I’ve gotten in over my head, but if I’m going to need to haul Edward back out, it would be nice to know. Not asking for the future, you know, just some Sage advice.

Irrepressibly yours,
Thomas

PS – Although… if you see the fangirl hoards coming again, could you send a heads-up? It would be really appreciated.