Edward nodded. "I thought I told you. I wrote you constantly. There were hundreds, thousands of letters over those ten years." He couldn't help the harshness in his voice. "Only one of my letters ever did any good. It got me out, because it reached someone..." But he couldn't explain Iris and Uncle Harry now.
There was a pause before he looked at her. "Yes." Hadn't she realized that before?
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