Darling, Beloved, Exceptionally Dear, etc etc, Taethowen,
WHO KNEW that a length of fabric could be so expensive??? Surely not I! But I promise on my honor that I will never intentionally bring cheese into your shop again. Where do we stand on eggs, though? I just...I feel the need to clarify. Perhaps we could set up a bin, so I can leave things at the door if I have happen to stop by laden down with stock for CweÞ Ciese? Of course then there's the matter of me remembering to use the bin, which might be trickier.
The dress is certainly very, very lovely, if a tad, um, tighter and lower-cut than I would perhaps have chosen for myself. However, you've been in Gondor for so long and I've been shut up in a backwater farm in the White Mountains, only occasionally leaving to go to...well, never mind about that. But, I'm sure you know far more about the latest fashions than I do. If this is it, I shall wear your gown proudly. Honestly, in my line of work, I smelled like cheese most of the time anyhow. I'll think of it as excellent advertising for both of our shops! Perhaps cheese-scented gowns will soon be all the rage, and we'll have more custom than ever, between the two of us!
I appreciate, as always, your forbearance and your skill with a needle, though you really must be careful about not leaving pins in the garments you make for customers--there were several remaining in my pungent and eye-catching new dress, and I was quite a pincushion by the time I got it on.
Had to have help to get it off, it's so tight, but that it is neither here nor there.
Sending heaps of love, and reminding you of ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH TOGETHER, what is a little wayward cheese between friends, please don't hold a grudge, you know that's always been your worst habit,
Have received several strongly cheese-scented gowns, and mine in particular makes me look like an absolute roadside strumpet. All is lost. Also, I've just recalled that I left a few stray eggs in amongst the half-priced bobbins. Couldn't bear to bring it up to Taeth. Do you think she's found them already, and does she know they were mine? Really, they could have been anyone's eggs, they roll around so much that it's hard for even the most organized of us to keep track of them.
Hope the cold is improving, and I wish I was back home this moment to fuss over you and make you eat soup.
It is too late. Worst fears re: cheese-scented gown have been realized. Am in the depths of despair.
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