This letter was in my post, addressed to my place but not to me. It's been in the hallway for a while now. I eventually decided to open it.
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You'll have to tell Ciarán I won't make it to his mass on Saturday. I feel terrible about it so I do but I wouldn't be able to go.
Doris you and Paddy where (sic) always so kind and so good to me and I thank you again for it but what happened should have stayed quite (sic) because I never meant the house to be a bad thing. I thought and I was maybe, looking back, mistaken that it would put the past behind us.
You and Mary never fixed things and I know we always stayed in contact but I think now we'll have to go or (sic) separated ways. Mary never understood that eaten bread is soon forgotten.
Please pass on my love to Ciarán and I hope that all things go well for him.
Goodbye and all the very best,
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So many questions...