Ma petite soeur, la belle Tilly

Dear Heart,
I packed my Hepburn coat, flowery umbrella, perfume and pipe and drove home with Amy in sweltering heat, laughing all the way. Home to my inexplicable family to celebrate Talitha's birthday.
It utterly dumbfounds me; how she seems to be more grown-up and beautiful every time I see her! And only thirteen yesterday! Everyday tangerine-skinned zombies in four metre-long eyelashes and someone else's hair are splashed all over magazines and heralded in schools, but wow, He sure knows how to make a good one!
We ate pizza at our very own round table and made silly chef's hats. Us girls slipped away before dessert to take silly pictures in the bathroom. We drove home as the sun set. Parfait.
Love, Lydia x