A small hobbit girl move her head from around the corner. She was wearing a white nightie too big for her and a small candle that give off enough light for one. She was hoping no one was up. Slowly, she moves through the halls until she made it to the Study. Carefully, she open the door and look inside. She was lucky. Her da isn't working late. She enters the study and set down her candle on the writing desk. She pull out a long sheet of writing paper, a quill, and an ink jar from the cabinet. Carefully, she open the ink jar. She didn't want to make a mess. She dip her quill tip into the ink jar and begins to write.
Dear Mr. Frodo.
Hello, my name is Rose Gamgee. I don't know if you know who I am. You left before I was born. I am the second daughter of Samwise Gamgee and Rose Cotton and I am sixteen years old. I have a lot of brothers and sisters. There is Elanor, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, Goldilocks, Hamfast, Daisy, Primrose, Bilbo, Ruby, and Robin. Elanor is the oldest and the most beautiful hobbit in the Shire. Well, everyone says that in the Shire. Don't worry, Mr. Frodo. Da says all of us are pretty and handsome. The only thing, I get are her clothes. Mr. Frodo, do you know how many times I have trip over my nighties and my dresses. I am small hobbit lass with dark blond hair and big feet. Elanor says I make up for my height in my feet. I think that is a mean thing to say, Mr. Frodo. Frodo is the best brother in the Shire. He and my da are the only ones that can keep Merry and Pippin in line.Did you know what Merry and Pippin did my bed yesterday, Mr. Frodo? They put slugs in my bed without me knowing. Ma made them clean the laundry yesterday. It serves them right. Da says they are just like Uncle Merry and Uncle Pippin.
Goldilocks is great to play games with and talking. We talk about everything. I don't mind if she is younger than me. Hamfast like to follow Frodo around and Frodo does not seems to mind. I think it is because Merry and Pippin like to use him for pranks. Daisy and Primrose almost like twins. I never see one without the other. Bilbo is nothing like Mr. Bilbo that da talks about. Bilbo is so active and da says Mr. Bilbo likes to read and write. I doubt Bilbo can sit still for a moment. Ruby is the quiet one and likes to read. Da says Ruby remains him of you, Mr. Frodo. Robin is a still baby. Most of the time, she plays with her toys and laughs at the silly noises.
I am going to tell you a secret, Mr. Frodo. I think, ma is going to have another baby. I hope it is another girl. Da is mayor of the Shire for the third time, Mr. Frodo. I don't know if he is happy about that. Da always said you predict that he would be mayor for a long time. Even if da does not say it, I do know that da enjoy being mayor and helping folks. Da still like to garden and ma still like to cook. But Mr. Frodo, I think Da really miss you. Every time, he tell us stories about you and your adventures. He gets really sad and so does ma. They miss you, Mr. Frodo. You know what, Mr. Frodo? So, do I. I would love to hear your stories from you. I would like to see you play with me and my family.
But Da says you went to a place to heal and you cannot back. Da says you were hurt bad by evil people. But does that mean you can not send letters, Mr. Frodo? Is there anyway we, can know that you are well and getting better? So, I decide to send you this letter to let you know, that we are well. I really hoping for an answer but just knowing if you get this letter. That would make me very happy.
I hope that you are well, Mr. Frodo.
Yours truly,
Rose Gamgee
Rose close the ink jar and allow the paper to dry. She read over her letter one more time to make sure she did not forget anyone or anything. She rolls up the paper and took her candle from top of her desk. Slowly, she left the room and to bed where she dreams.
The next morning and several mornings after that, Rose tries to send her letter. She knew she could not send it by bird or post. The only bird that fly across the ocean and that was the seagull. Seagulls never come to the Shire. So, she sends the letter in a bottle. She made sure that the bottle would float and the water not get inside. She put her letter inside and she walks to the edge of The Water. She drops the bottle into the water and watch it floats down the steam. She smile knowing that the letter was sending and quickly, she went off to play with her sister.
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Four years later . . . September 22.
Today was Mr. Frodo's birthday. Sometimes, she would wonder if her letter got there. She was older now and she knew now it was impossible. "ROSE! Come and see this!" Goldilocks said as she burst into their room. Rose slips on her slippers and quickly, she follow to the door. My mouth drops as I saw white aster flowers everywhere. Da's eyes were wide. Da has been saying that the asters have refuse to bloom and he was disappoint that they would not bloom before Mr. Frodo's birthday. I guess, it is because the aster is Mr. Frodo's favorite flower. Now, there were white aster flowers everywhere. Flowers on the party field, in our gardens, and along the side of the roads. It was most beautiful sight in the whole Shire. The moment hit me. The letter! This is must be Mr. Frodo's way of telling us he is alright. I look at ma and da as they standing the middle of the garden. They look like they were about to cry but I knew they were happy tears.
Thank you, Mr. Frodo.
I am glad that you are alright.
The End.
A/N: I look all over the book to see if Frodo had a favorite flower. I did not find it. Aster is the flower for september. So, that why I used it in the fic. The Water is a river that run into Brandywine (The Atlas of Middle Earth) Tom was not born yet until 1442. I am sorry if there are any more mistakes.
