On the first day of
Christmas, my true love sent to me
a partridge in a pear tree.
Dearest
Jonathan, 12-26
I was
overjoyed with your companionship at my Christmas table yesterday, and with
your most thoughtful gift. The pear tree is lovely where I had it planted by my
front step—but seeing the partridge alone in its branches has quickened my
desire to see you again.
Yours,
Alicia.
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