July 10, 1930
Beloved Elder Kettle Passes "We are haunted by this loss." Says Doctor Mortimer
Inkwell Isle is in mourning following the recent passing of the esteemed Elder Kettle. The news, though heartbreaking, arrived with a heavy sense of inevitability as the beloved community member had been ailing for some time. It is with profound sorrow that we announce his demise, which occurred three weeks ago due to the burdens of age and relentless stress.
Elder Kettle was a cornerstone of our island community. His wisdom, kindness, and unwavering spirit touched the lives of countless residents. His legacy of hospitality, coupled with his uncanny ability to brew the finest brews, will forever be etched in the hearts of those who knew him.
"As we grapple with this immense loss," Says Doctor Mortimer, "our thoughts turn to Elder Kettle's surviving son, Mugman. We implore anyone with knowledge of his whereabouts to come forward."
Dear Grandmum,
I have good news and bad news to share. Good news is Sally has been put in charge of caring for a baby. A little orphaned girl who has already had a quite stressful life. Her name is _ Wendy. She's a small baby who all everyone knows, needs love. Small ray of sunshine in need. Let me tell you Grandmum, this little girl has lived a harsh life in her short time. She just needs a good life now, in order to keep her happy. When Sally first told me about her I'll admit, I got reminded of our two previous babies. And you never forget your children. Me and Sally would call them our little Cherubs. Out Cherubs with angel wings. I stumble a lot in parenthood. I don't know what happened to me. I used to be a natural with children. I may stumble but I love this little being with all my heart and soul. And I want her to be extremely happy. I don't ever want to see her cry. Me and Sally do so say. This little orphaned cutie patootie I say. Bad news, though, we sadly won't be able to come this hear to the Little Dipper as we are unfit to travel with a newborn.
Love, Jack