Hi Freddie,
How is my favorite twin brother? Having fun being holey? I sure am;I never quite adjusted to having only one ear. You know, sometimes I can hear you voice through that hole in my head, Fred. I guess its because my eyou and you- well, they left in pretty similar ways.
I thought I was mad at first, hearing you talk to me. But eventually I accepted it, even caught myself nattering back to you once or twice. Sometimes you're whispering, cracking a joke. But you're shouting right now. Begging me not to do it. Screaming, sobbing, cursing me in a vain attempt to not put my neck through that noose hanging from the tree outside.
But I miss you too much, Freddie. This pain is too much for me to handle. Do you know I haven't been able to produce a Patronus since you died? You were a part of all my happy memories. But we'll make some new happy memories again now. I'll see you soon.
Love,
Georgie.