Sir Peter Solomon's Incoming Mail

[Sir Peter Solomon]

If you want something, it will elude you. If you do not want something, you will get ten of it in the mail.

~Anna Quindlen

[font=Garamond][size=5]SALUTATION[/size]
[blockquote][size=4][color=A2B5CD]I[/color][/size][size=3]lluminate the first letter, tell me what you want. I always wait for letters, I love reading anything you want to send my way.

[color=A2B5CD][size=4]A[/size][/color]gain, illuminate the letter, that’s about it. Every paragraph, let’s just keep going. Long letters give me more to read, and they are far more interesting than you might think.[/blockquote]
[right]Sincerely,[/size]
[size=5][color=A2B5CD]AND A SIGNATURE[/color][/size][/right][/font]

[Adiel De Noir]

Dearest Solomon

It's been a great while since I've heard word from you. Grandfather's urged me to write to tell you the good news, but first things first, how have you been? Are you getting along well? How is America treating you? Grandfather mentions every day that he misses hunting with you, and Mamma told me to say that you're more than welcome to come spend the holidays with us if your time allows for it.
Is it snowing there? I woke up today to find that during the night our garden was dusted with a few inches of white, glittering fluff and that the willow tree by the front gate had been frosted white. It's truly a beautiful sight.

Though as much as I'd like to wright to you about the weather, I should really get back on my original track and not allow for my mind to stray too far.
I started this letter to tell you that I've won my first dressage event, taking first place in my age division while riding Grandfather's sorrel mare, Juniper. I didn't think it would be possible, I had so much less experience than the other competitors and I simply couldn't keep my nerves under control. I thought for sure I would come in dead last, but I found I was horribly wrong when they called my name at the end of the day. Though it wasn't the attention or the ribbon that made me happy, but the prize money.
I was given 350 pounds for my efforts, and with it and what I've been able to save I'll finally be able to afford my own mount, if I look in the right places. I'm so excited that I can hardly contain myself. Mamma and I will be going to a stable in the country to look at the horses they're selling. They're important acquiescence of Grandfather's so they're willing to make a deal with me.

I'm sure you've heard the other news by now as well; Thomas is living with some friends in London and attending law school. We rarely see or speak to him, but then again that's not really much of a surprise, nor a change. Grandfather is paying his way under the stipulation that he be paid back every dime before Thomas leaves the country, and if he gets into any more trouble he'll be forced to live out on his own and find a job.
I've also given up ballet...
Mamma is very cross with me about it, especially with the fact that I won't give her any particularly good reasoning for it. Even though I do love dance, I feel like a massive weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and equestrianism is helping greatly to fill the empty space ballet has left me with. So I have no regrets.

I'm being called for supper now, so I'll have to say my goodbyes and cut my letter a bit short. I'll wait eagerly for a response from you, and I pray you're doing well.

Sincerely,

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Tatiana F. Newson[/right][/font]