A gust of wind from an open door takes Pliny's poem and deposits it on the window sill, next to Kobo the Fossilised Clam. Unable to read it she asks for help from Baby Pierre. Baby Pierre obliges. Kobo immediately writes to her friend Ageless Lobster:
dear ageless hello ageless dear! surprise surprise it is mmme kobo your friend yes i amm not dead. you mmmust be glad !!
o!! i owe you an apology i know, it was that stupid pierre, she told you i had gone down the horrid hole in the mmetal bowl under the window sill and that she had been saved because she was praying. i always mmmeant to tell you ageless that i was saved as well and i wasn't praying and that's what mmade her mmad. but i forgot.
she is not mmmy friend any more i amm friends now with her baby, baby pierre, yes so cute! the baby is called baby pierre it is a little round stone like pierre but more beautiful and not religious. don't be jealous ageless he is just a little boy you know.
do you still want to find mme agelesss do you? baby pierre has told me where i ammm. it is somewhere with sky and a fence and blackened leaves, a tap, a shed, a clothesline, a peach tree and a fig tree, rooflines, and at night the mmmoon.
baby pierre wants you to find us too he doesn't like his mmummmy and he wants to go away. he says you should look at all the google street mmmaps till you find the place, i know you will find us soon ageless you are resourceful for a lobster.
mmmany kisses
your friend kobo clammmm
ps please don't be mmoulting !
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