(letters to the Baroness von Trapp, Hotel Le Bristol, Paris)
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Dearest mother,
That sounds so nice. I remember writing before that we didn't really need a new mother, after all. Well, it turns out I was wrong, and I am so happy that you are our mother.
I know father said we didn't need to write while you were away, but you said we could. I think this is probably one of the last times I'll have any reason to sit down and write to you. I'm glad, because we'll be together, but writing letters to you this past year has been so special. It's made my happy moments happier, and the difficult times didn't feel so bad. It's funny to remember how worried I was about sending my first letter to you – I think I wrote it three or four different times. That was when one of the Sisters turned us away from the Abbey when we went to visit you because you were in seclusion. I didn't know if I was doing the right thing. I didn't know if you would write back.
I'm so glad you did, and it all worked out. I didn't know everybody else would start writing to you, too! Father told me before the wedding that I helped bring you back into the family – it was lovely of him to say, wasn't it? Father looks so happy. We all are, mother. In fact, Louisa was so glad father was marrying you after all I didn't even have to bribe her to help with wedding decorations. You looked incandescently beautiful in your wedding gown, and I was so proud to stand by your side at the altar. This is the family I've dreamed about, but never dared hope for.
I hope you have a wonderful time on your honeymoon in Paris. I can't wait for you to come home. The wedding was very lovely, and very exciting, but when you get back, we will have you all to ourselves.
With love,
Liesl
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To the happy couple,
YES, of course Georg. Yes, they're fine. Yes, they're behaving. No, I haven't gone and signed them up for any concerts (although there is that festival in Munich coming up, now that I think about it.) For God sakes, would you set aside your compulsive and authoritarian tendencies, have faith in governess Maxie and enjoy your honeymoon already.
We are having a magnificent time without the two of you. Ever since Maria gave me full rein of the villa I have come to realize just how stingy you have been, Georg, especially with your fermented beverage collection.
I hope you are enjoying your six weeks of uninterrupted wedded bliss. There is certainly nowhere in the world finer than Paris, the city of love, the city of extravagance and fine luxuries. Don't forget to actually see some of it.
Your very fine governess,
Max (flourish)
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My dearest wife,
I do believe we are not going to make it to the bakery after all. I am stepping out to pick up some fresh croissants, as it would be a sin if we were to miss out entirely during our stay here. Don't get up, I will be back in 15 minutes.
And for Heaven's sake, don't get dressed.
Your husband
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A/N: And here we are! There were a few directions I wanted to take this, but in the end decided to bring M and G full circle back where they were in SOM. When I decided to post this 'story', I really didn't know if anyone would be interested in reading it. Thank you to all who took a chance on this!
I've done a lot of writing here this past year. There have been a few other non-FF projects I've been meaning to get to, including starting a travelogue with my DH (you might have noticed my repressed traveller is just bursting at the seams of every story I write, these days!) I do keep a running list of unfinished stories and sequel ideas, so I'm sure I'll be back when inspiration hits again. :) Until then, take care and stay safe, everyone! xx