My dear, my darling, my very best friend. I've asked twice in two days now whether you feel physically safe. You've responded to some other things I talked about in the emails I sent and told me how you feel better now, but you haven't said a word about that one question, asked lovingly but matter-of-factly. I adore your husband and would never have thought it except for that one little thing that you said, and even then I thought I was just asking to be sure, just in case, because you never can tell, even though I knew I would get a great gush of a reply about oh no, of course not, he would never!...and now your responding but not responding has me so very, very worried.
I'm going to ask again, you know. I can't make you answer, but I can damn well ask again.