"Dear Micaela, No matter what is going on there are some things that never let us down. I like to think Jane Eyre is one of these things. A friend of mine gave me this when I was going through a rough time. I thought you might like to hold onto it for a little while. It was first gifted to Joy for Christmas in 1915. I think you can smell the history in the pages."
Right there, clutching this beautiful book that has comforted another and of all coincidences, started in the hands of a girl named Joy.
i shall hold onto it for awhile then, beautiful friend. THANK-YOU. And i hope when the time comes that i package it to send off to you again, that i shall do so with a smile of absolute contentment.
"Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt? May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agonized as in that hour left my lips; for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love"