Dear Frasier...
Chapter One
Dear Brother,
I'm outraged by this tragic case of wrongful imprisonment. I understand that you would not want to see visitors, as you have requested, for prison can do strange things to a once sane man. Therefore, it's quite right that you do not wish for us to see you in this current state. However, you cannot stop us writing to you and telling you our news. We've arranged a rota of who shall write and when. Just for the record, I was not in charge of who wrote to you. I believe that Dad and Roz were involved. I'm not sure but I think they were asking the waiter in Nervosa if he wanted to send you a letter. I'll stay out of it. So, I don't know who is writing. Although, I do know that Daphne shall be your next correspondent. Ah, speaking of Daphne, I decided that it was time to move forward in our relationship. So; I proposed.
I went to Harley and Jenson for the ring and it took a while to decide. Luckily, Daphne and I are the same ring size, so I didn't have any problems there. There were several that I liked. One had opals, but you know what they say about opals. I'm not one to be superstitious but I decided that Daphne wouldn't like it if she believed that opals were unlucky, which I later found out she does. The second was silver with a centre diamond and two smaller diamonds either side. I was about to buy this ring when another caught my eye: A gold handcrafted ring with one centre diamond and six much smaller diamonds either side. Under the diamond is a small heart embedded into the gold of the ring and delicate swirl type pattern next to the heart. The main diamond has a slight hint of turquoise in it and there is not one part of the outer ring that does not have a glorious pattern on it. I had the ring ready; the next thing to do was figure out how I was to propose.
It was a beautiful evening; the stars were out and lit the sky fabulously, as if guiding us to that new restaurant in town, which, if you ask me, does not deserve half the stars it received. The beef was chewy and the vegetables were undercooked. As for the dessert, it was entirely unpalatable. However, Daphne, being the gracious lady she is, ate everything. Then we went back to the Montana and drank champagne. Dad told me that I should have put the ring in her glass, but you know how I am with that kind of choking hazard. So, I simply got on one knee and asked her. I appeared to take her completely by surprise and she took a while to answer as she was so shocked.
I was overjoyed when she said yes! We are now planning the wedding, but we want you to be there, so we will wait. We plan to hold the reception at the Sheraton Bellevue Hotel. We were thinking of white roses for the centre-pieces and maybe serving salmon. Daphne has considered holding the service in England but we decided that it was unfair to make Dad travel. She has already planned the dress with Roz, who will be the maid of honour. I believe that Dad is giving Daphne away, as I don't think her father will be coming out here. I hope that you, once you are free, will consider being my best man. For you, brother, are the only man I would ever consider for the job.
Dad is ecstatic, of course. He's also excited about having the apartment to himself; I'll be checking in regularly. You know, to make sure that he doesn't irritate the neighbours too much or burn the place down.
It's odd without you here, I'll miss you.
Your brother, Niles Crane.
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