Page 1: March 7, 2022 Hello hello! I’m writing from the other side of the couch today. I know we’re still supposed to be cautious with travel in These Times, but I took a test, quarantined, did all the necessaries before making the move from Right Cushion to Left Cushion. We all have to make the choices that are right for us and I feel good about this one. Hopefully soon you and I can be on the same couch!! This Georgiana letter makes me jealous — there’s so much she can do, even if she doesn’t feel that way! Travel! Touching! Impromptu drop-ins! House guests! Do you like the tassel? It was marking a page in "Evalina." All this weird rainbow dust fell out of the book when I opened it, but the tassel was intact. I found a bunch of other tassels in other (also rainbow-dusted) books, all on pages about travel. Speaking of tassels, take a peek at Miss G’s dance card. Mr. H. Stanhope here does not appear to be making it easy for her to stay low-key and out of sight. I think we may have a love story on our hands (literally)! Remember when you could meet someone, and get to know them, and find out what things you both love, and both hate, and what things you hate that they love? Remember what it felt like to clumsily hold hands for the first time, or touch their knee while laughing and then let it linger for just a second longer than plausible deniability would allow? Remember smiles? Don’t get me wrong — I don’t want to go back to corsets and a total lack of legal autonomy. But I do hope Georgiana enjoyed every second, whether she knew she was falling or not. I’m glad she isn’t living in the past (or, I mean, HER past anyway) — she deserves to be happy!