30/01/17

Dear, Andrew

Today's Monday. You're back at work. Our weekend was mostly spent in bed with you looking after me. I literally had to force you out the house because you wanted to stay with me. People rely on you.

Even though you're the shyest person I have met, you somehow have a way of making people talk to you. I don't know how you do it. Sit in a chair and listen to innocent children talking about how miserable they are, about all the dreadful things that happened to them.

You're here now, finally back from work. I'm gonna go downstairs and greet you with a kiss.

I love you,
Your spency xx