Meg's turn. Mother hen at work.

As usual, my best wish is to keep them in character, I hope I made it. let me know if you think I did.

-8-

Dear Claire,

It's me, Meg. Jodi has been collecting all the letters people have written to you and is organizing them in a big book. She noticed I haven't written anything yet. I've tried, several times, but I guess literature courses don't help in these circumstances…

You know I love you, as if you were my real daughter, I saw you growing up and face a lot of problems in your life. Now you are an amazing woman, strong and brave. I know that your parents are looking at you from heaven and I am sure they couldn't be prouder of you.

I've always wished you could have everything you could wish for, and now you have it. You have a job that you love (actually two, Drovers and the training business), a beautiful daughter, a man who loves you so much and you regained the relationship with your sister. What else could you wish for?

Life's been so unfair to you and I don't even want to think of it as a possibility that you'll not have the chance to enjoy what you have, what you laboriously built, it would be too unfair…

Here we all miss you so much, even if everybody tries to hide it.

Charlotte is more like you every single day… her glare, her facial expressions, her eyes… She's growing up so fast… Everyone spoils her like a princess, mainly Alex. I have a feeling you'll have to reproach him when you're back or she'll be too cuddled!

I haven't told Alex yet, I thought he could react badly, but Peter called. I don't know how, but he heard about the accident, he asked how you were. He also wanted to know if Charlotte was ok and if we can still take care of her, "given your condition". Obviously I replied she's very well here, we all love her and anyway you will improve soon.

I really hope this is the truth; otherwise I'm afraid he would try and take her with him.

I have a feeling he hasn't said anything to his wife yet, but he's thinking about doing it, especially if you don't improve soon. So now you have one more reason for you to wake up.

Please, come back with us soon

A big hug

Meg

P.S. Terry told me to greet you for him. He wishes he could write to you as we do, but he can't use his arm very well these days. He had a little fight with the tractor… He'd already had a never-ending list of jokes and he asked me to write them in his place, but it's mission impossible to read his penmanship, you know. And I can't take dictation from him either because he changes his mind every three seconds!

However in a couple of weeks he might be able to write himself, but I hope you'll be awake then.

As you can see, even if this is not a traditional story, something does happen, so… stay tuned.