I hate this letter. Really. Took me ages.
Thank you to nice Blathnaid (that right?) for over looking it :) I hope you like this peoples.
Anyways, I own nothing, improvements (shush) welcome (and if there's a word for a letter you want, tell me please, I'll listen to you :p)
Enjoy.
K is for Key
Estella had never tried to open the second drawer down in Merry's desk. Then again, she thought to herself, I've never had the key before. And she had never asked what he kept in there. All she knew was that it was something she wasn't meant to see. In the back of her mind, she asked herself whether she should be doing this; invading her own husband's privacy.
But he would never know... besides, what could he be hiding from her that was so bad?
Aware that it was only minutes until Merry came back, and still wondering how she'd put the key back without him noticing, she opened the lock and pulled out the drawer.
Nothing sinister jumped out immediately. Some letters, some drawings, scraps of paper with notes on them.
She picked up a few letters. From Frodo, from herself, from his family. A few from Pippin, and one Merry hadn't sent to him yet. She opened it and then wished she hadn't.
I love you, Pippin. Always have and always will.
Meriadoc Brandybuck