June 16th 1845


Dear journal,

I received a letter from America today. No doubts, it's from dad. He's been gone for several months now. I miss him. A lot. I feel so alone. Sure, there's Faith to keep me company, but still...

I wish I could already be on the other side of the Atlantic ocean. Daddy told me I could join him in New England. I can't wait to see America. I love England, but I want a change of scenery. I'm getting bored here.

I've already talked to Faith. She agreed to come with me over sea. It's not like someone's waiting for her in Europe. Her family abandonned her a long time ago and daddy agreed to take care of her. She's been my best friend since then. You should have seen her face when she learned her new father was called Rupert Giles... and you should have seen dad's reaction when she called him G-man. I still don't know where she picked up that name.

We are leaving next week. The house had already been sold and the new owners are arriving in six days. All the arrangments has been made. I talked to Alexander Harris, a family friend that does shipping between Europe and America. He agreed to take me and Faith on board for the trip.

I have to go now. Faith is yelling at me because she's alone doing the packing. We'll talk to each other when I have the time.

Sincerly yours,

Willow Ann Giles.