Dear Fred

The Following Months

Indeed, in the two months that followed, his character changed completely. No more was he cruel
and spiteful, but warm and loving. He kept every promise, lavishing me with all I asked for, but never asked for anything in return. I began to find joy in cooking his meals and cleaning his
boots, not pleasure in the tasks but pleasure in the reward in his reaction.

Four and sixty days after Charlie's death, Father, for the first time, mentioned Ebeneezer, and that I should go to the school where he boarded, and fetch him home for Christmas, as it was six nights until that day. I was certain that he knew that, regardless of the gifts he drowned me in, he knew my heart’s
desire lay in the return of Ebeneezer.

In those two months, I had begun my first job as a Governess at the manor of the Squire nearby. He had two young girls - Jayne and Gail, as well as an older boy - Michael, boarding at the same place as Eb. I was lucky to get such a position at such an age. I had, in my short time in my position earned a goodly sum. I had, from previous terms assisting at the Parish School, savings too.

In a pawnbrokers, I had spotted the most beautiful pocket watch, and knew it to be something Ebeneezer would adore.

I sold that same pawnbroker some old dresses and books, and used the entirety of my wages and savings, and bought it, without telling Father a word.

I left the following morning, early, in the hope that I could bring Eb home before Christmas Eve. Father gave me a new hat for the occasion, and I boarded the carriage that same timepiece and departed for valiant cause - to reach my brother before Christmas.