My Dearest Jilly,
I really, really missed you this morning. Daddy started the bacon and eggs before I woke up. It would have been complete with the sound of you paddling down the hall and jumping onto the bed. But no such luck. You would be disappointed to know that there was baby chicken juice and bacon bits left on my plate that went to waste. Sorry...
The dogs here are too well behaved. They do not come to me when I call them. Oh, how I long for you and your free love of all people. But I don't think they are ready for you in Germany. Perhaps neither are you. You would have a full-scale freakout with all the sausage and pretzels so readily available.
Having an apartment makes me miss you more. It's like home, but not really since you're not here.
Liebe und küßen,
Momma
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