Where is the groom?
Dear diary,
I'm scared. Kostos didn't show up for the wedding rehearsal today, and I can't find him anywhere. He didn't even come to the kitchen tonight when I made his favorite and most fragrant dish: Baklava. And now I'm really scared because Kostos was supposed to come to the cemetery to see Bapi Kaligaris and Bapi Dounas, now dead and in the grave right next to Bapi Kaligaris' grave. He and I were going to put flowers on the graves, and they were the ones that Bapi Dounas had given as an apology gift to my mother an hour before he died. I wish Kostos were here. I wish my Bapi were here. I wish Bapi Dounas were here. I miss them all, and I wish that they would all come back to me.
Dear diary,
It's been two days now, and still, there has been no sign of Kostos. Has something happened to him? Has he met another woman? Does he love me anymore? Yes, he does. I remember him saying, "I will always love you, no matter what. Don't ever deny that, not even for one tiny moment." But, what if he met up with what's her face again? That girlfriend wannabee that Kostos got pregnant when the only way for us to stay in touch was to write could be the reason that he's gone missing. No, I won't deny that Kostos loves me. Not now, not ever. I have to be patient. Well, this sucks. I need the pants. Where are they? Crap. I gave them to Carma over the weekend, because she needed them for all of the strength the magic filled them with, what with the new baby in the family and all. I don't want to ruin that. Maybe Tibby and Brian can help me out, that is, if they're not too busy making movies. I'll call the cell phone I gave Kostos for his birthday. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Oh, I hope he comes back soon.
-Lennierox