Dear Dad...

[BETHANY ANNE HEAVENSBEE]

Dear Dad,

I know I haven't written in a while. I guess I had given up on every hearing back since you never bothered to write... I met Liam the a few days ago, and he's a really nice kid, quite though. He's broken up about you, and not for my sake (though I do think he was sad to learn you never wrote me back).

In any case, we've decided to be friends and to look out for each other. He says that he sees you about once a month. I told him to put in a good word for me, so maybe you would write me. I miss you, and its okay that you got a new family and became an alcoholic... I can't change the past, but I just want to know the man who' last name I have, because memories fade.

I hope this reaches you wherever you are in London now, Liam said thats where you were living. Mom still lives in Privet Drive and I live in Hogsmede near the castle.

So, I guess you know where to find me.

~Beth

[BETHANY ANNE HEAVENSBEE]

Dad,

I hope you are at least getting these... maybe you aren't, and maybe that's better. Then it means you haven't been ignoring me. Maybe you're scared, but I'm not mad. I just want a father, I don't care if you turned out to be crap.

I want to know you.


~Beth