15 July 2001
To: Cary Robards
From: Astoria Greengrass
You owe me interesting stories about your trip. You promised. I’m still quite bored. But I have patched things up with my sister at least so I’m settled back in with her and not having to live like a gypsy anymore. For now.
Not much else is new here. Someone’s apparently been going round setting buildings on fire. I don’t understand how a town can be so chaotic and yet so dull at the same time. I can’t sleep because I keep thinking about burning up in my bed. So I’m writing you and then I think I’ll go for a walk.
If you haven’t got any interesting stories for me, I suppose don’t bother owling back.