[ She is. A bit taken aback by the vehemence in his clearly agitated hand. Somehow, even in writing, he is so good at making her practically hear exactly the tone in his voice. Leave it to a poet. ]
First and foremost: I'm all right. I didn't mean to worry you. I reached out with the intention of explaining as soon as I could, but I see Nixie has beaten me to it.
rip (sorry uncle)
First and foremost: I'm all right. I didn't mean to worry you. I reached out with the intention of explaining as soon as I could, but I see Nixie has beaten me to it.
Is she okay?
Was there another horse with her?