Re: Call: Eloise/Gabriel
Yes. He's here. He's come. He sends roses and words, and he visits and does not malign the tea as you do, and he wants me to come to his mistress and be quickened there. And he sent a beautiful butterfly with wings, and she was a ghost demanding kisses, and she would not leave me. The past, shining upon the doorstep. She was beautiful, Gabriel. You've not seen anything like her. [Shuddered breath.] I walked. I am parched. Please, I do not want this any longer.