September 9, 2008
Happy Birthday, beloved, Happy, HAPPY Birthday! I’m so glad we found each other, that I held the “I’d rather be alone for the right reasons than with someone for the wrong reasons” theory until I met you. I want to give you the world today, anything and everything that will please, delight and amuse you. But of course, you simply smile and say that you already have me. Which is perhaps good, because the one thing I know you really want right now - to sell the Gatehouse – is not something I can just go out and get for you.