Tally Letter 4
I think I’m going out of my head! I’m sorry that it’s been almost another year since I’ve written you, but things have gotten so crazy. Business has picked up for my father and my mother has been really ill so I’ve really had to help my father out at his General Store. We’re there from sunup until after sundown and then I’m helping him with his ledgers while he works on checking and unloading new stock. He just brought my aunt in to help us, she is such a fun lady and the work doesn’t seem so bad with her sense of humor getting us through the day. Because of her help, I was able to finally get away and write you.
It’s been almost two years since I’ve seen Uncle Tempes and as I mentioned before, I can’t feel him anymore. It was strange, but I could always tell when he was getting close, it was like I could sense him. I don’t know how to explain it. The Headaches are leveling out somewhat. Some days are unbearable, but other days I’m able to handle them… I have to handle them because my father needs me. Recently, I’ve begun to sense other people as well, like my beloved.
I know (and feel) that Kadir is still in Silverymoon. He’s as bad at writing as I am, but he writes me from time to time to tell me of the beautiful city. He says that once he and his Lady Master have finished their time there, he’ll be back to marry me and then he wants to show me the Silver City. I can’t wait, but the work at the General Store is helping the time to pass quickly.
I fear for my mother, her health isn’t improving and even though she tries to put up a strong front, I can tell that she’s getting worse. I love her so much and I’m by her side whenever I can be, helping her and trying to learn from her. I feel that I’ve taken her so much for granted and there’s still so much that I need to learn from her before I lose her. But I shouldn’t dwell on these negative thoughts, they’re not productive.
Please don’t think I’m crazy, but recently, I’ve had the feeling that I’m being watched. I know that sounds insane, but there have been times that I’ve been working and felt someone watching me. When I turn there’s no one there, but the hairs on the back of my neck are standing on end. My family and friends tell me that I’m imagining it, but just this afternoon I caught a man watching me from an alleyway. He was absently scratching at a tattoo of a black hand on his forearm. He didn’t seem to be paying me any attention, but I know better. No one else will believe me, but I just had to tell someone. I know that you never judge me. I just wish that you lived closer. It would be so much easier to confide in you more often.
Please give my love to your family and I hope that you all are doing well. I’ve heard of a strange illness going around the area. Be careful not to catch it.