Kære Kasper,

It is raining the small kind of rain today, the kind that doesn't really commit... Mrs. Lund's panels across the street hum when they're wet, did I tell you that? They've started doing it more this spring. The building sounds like it's thinking.

I found something yesterday. I was looking for the recipe for that lemon cake you used to like, and inside the cookbook — folded twice — there was a shopping list in Bedstefar's handwriting. Rugbrød, smør, citroner, batteries. He always wrote batteries in English, I never asked him why...

I have put it on the windowsill. I know I should not. The sun will fade it and then I will be upset with myself. But for now it is there, and when I make tea I look at it, and it is a little like he is in the kitchen deciding what we need.

Your exams are soon. Eat properly. Sleep. Don't read this twice.

I love you, my dear boy.

— Bedstemor B.

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