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Subject: The letters from no one

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Lily

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Date Posted: 21:25:20 04/08/02 Mon

Was he stupid? She had definitely explained that already, then something registered.
"All these are from my mother? There's only this one."
Sam shook his head and disappeared for a moment before returning, clutching a stack of letters, all adressed in her mother's flowing script.
"How come you have them?"
Slowly Sam explained. After they had destroyed the ring Frodo seemed changed, distant. He took no pleasure in the Shire anymore and had left Middle Earth for the Grey Havens when the elves departed.
Sam and his family lived in Bag End now and had recieved almost constant letters from an unknown writer, now revealed as Lily's mum.
Suddenley the girl burst into tears. She was not a baby, coming up to 20 and Sam recoiled in shock, mumbling condolances for an unknown sorrow.
Sniffing Lily dried her eyes. "I always hoped...but then in my heart I guess I've always known. How long has he been gone?"
At the answer, 6 years, Lily broke down again.
"He could've told us, written if he couldn't come personally. It's so unlike him," she sobbed.
"You knew Frodo?"
Glumbly she nodded, "he's my father."

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