Dear Marzipan I see you’ve been directing your letters at Rye rather than the rest of your family. Have you forgotten about us that quickly? I kid. But honestly, you should talk to the other members of your family more, we all miss you. So, I suppose I should say what’s been going on for me and my family. No, I don’t mean Mother or Father or our siblings. I mean my wife and child. Yes, you’re going to be an auntie now! Isn’t that exciting? It’s a shame we can’t have a family gathering to hold a baby shower, but I suppose the news is enough to make everyone excited. I don’t think you’ve met my wife, have you? Her name is Bella. She’s a human, so it means our child will never be able to have children of their own. Sad, really, that my child can’t run the bakery after we pass away. Well, I suppose they could, but who would they let the bakery be run by, I wonder? Maybe their cousins will take over instead, I don’t know. Still, I’m happy with Bella, she’s a wonderful person. Bella moved into Sezyana two years after you left. I had broken up with Collina at the time, she was…getting too demanding. I didn’t like it. Anyway, I met Bella when Father decided to greet the new neighbors with freshly made bread. She was stunning with her blonde hair and kind smile. I was- No, I swear I wasn’t taken by her beauty, but she did seem pretty at that first meeting. We hit it off after meeting each other a few times when she went to buy bread. And then it just grew from there. I’m sure you heard from Rye that Naan is also married, to a Hume Bunny like us. Maybe she will continue the family line as bakers, as our grandparents gave Mother the bakery, then it came under my care. Who knows? She’s not the one running the bakery, but it’s still quite the thought. Oh, I bet you’re wondering what Father’s side of the family is like. I’ve only met with them briefly but they were…stereotypically snobby. They looked down at Mother’s occupation as a baker, but they did say that they would be willing to help her when they introduce her to the world the rich live in. It’s…not going very well with her. She misses Sezyana and wants to come back, but they want to teach Halva, Rye, and Brioche first before she can come back. I miss you, Marzipan. Your whole family misses you, not just Rye. Please remember to contact us too, when you get the time. Oh, right, I need to give you Father’s new address. It’s 766 Dansen Boulevard, Machiddan City, Orario. I’m thankful that they’re still in the same country, it makes it feel like they’re closer to home. I wonder if they feel that way too? I don’t know. Anyway, it was nice to hear from you again, Marzi. I hope we can meet again someday. Good luck in your endeavors! Your brother, Bazlama
