Only the first page of Dot’s letter from this date remains, so I’ll share what I can from it. Maybe some more of its contents will be revealed when Dart responds to it an a few days.

She’s writing with pencil on notebook paper, hoping to fool her biology professor into thinking she’s taking notes. The whole class has been a review of what they learned last semester and Dot is bored – not because she knows it all , but because  Mr. Hobbs was a bad teacher last year, and doesn’t seem to have improved much over the winter break.

If Dart had seen the way she looked when she got off the train to visit his mother, he’d have good reason to drop her like a hot potato. An 18-hour train ride never improves anyone’s looks, but she was a fright; straight, stringy hair, wrinkled, grimy clothes and the bags under her eyes nearly reaching her chin.

Mr Hobbs just called on her to answer a question. Ha! His trick didn’t work! She knew the answer, so now maybe he’ll learn not to interrupt he while she’s writing to her beloved!

She begins to tell him about her train trip home when she comes to the end of the page and we are left hanging.