Lucie,

"I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope."

Wentworth is so much better with words than I am, and I know I'd fuck it up if I tried to say it. Have these prickly little plants and think of your prickly neighbour.

No one has ever pierced my soul quite like you.

Yours, whole heartedly and endlessly yours,

Shane x