Dear Gilbert,
I look like my mother. After you left, Marilla and Matthew came with a book that my father gave to my mother. In the back, there was a beautiful portrait of my mother. Oh it was exquisite Gil! She had red hair just like me! I'm starting to think maybe having red hair wouldn't be the bane of my existence. I miss you terribly already, and I know it's wicked to think like that as you're off to fulfill your dreams. I do hope you like Toronto. Be sure to tell me all about it! I cannot wait to see you at Christmas! I know it's quite a long time away, but I suppose it could be worse.
Lots of love,
Anne Shirley-Cuthbert
"There." Anne sighed happily as she signed her name. "Do you think this is good?" Anne asked as she turned around to face Diano who was sitting on the bed.
"I'm sure it is. That boy would love anything that you wrote," Diana laughed, "He's practically in love with you."
Anne felt a blush creep onto her cheeks. "Just read it."
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Dear Anne,
I've just gotten onto the train and I miss you so much already. I do hope you can come visit me sometime. I'm sure you'll love Toronto. It hasn't got heaps of trees, but it's a huge city! It's like Charlottetown, but so much bigger. I, of course, haven't seen it myself yet. I shall report back to you once I experienced it for myself.
How has Queen's been? Is it everything you've ever dreamed? I'm sure you'll love rooming with Diana. Remember to study hard! We may not be attending the same school, but we're still (friendly) rivals! I miss you dearly, and do write back soon.
Love,
Gilbert
Gilbert sighed. It was times like these that he missed his father the most. He longed for his words of advice. He would have known how to make the letter perfect, and full of love. This would have to do.
Gilbert blew over the ink, and folded the paper in half. He would send it as soon as he got to Toronto.
Thanks for reading! Sorry this chapter was a bit shorter. If you liked it drop a review! Constructive criticism is always welcomed :)