Proof of life, with lipstick, even

It’s been so long since I’ve been in touch, I imagine that I should write you a letter like the ones people send at holidays: “And here we are in Santorini! Harald is no longer a guest of Her Majesty, so we kept the champagne flowing the entire trip. Doesn’t he look wonderful? He came home a strapping shadow of himself, sans Type 2 diabetes! Poor little Gustav accidentally set off a firecracker behind a mule during one of our excursions–thus the eyepatch. ...