Three Hundred and Eighty-Three

Dear Callumz,

I'm having a really good day today. I found out some really good news and I hope you'll be just as excited as I am. I've been working hard for it and it's something I'm really proud of, and I want to share with you.

Also, I've been talking to mum about you a lot this afternoon. I told her it was your birthday soon. At first, she was confused- she knows someone else called Callum- but then she realised who I meant.

"Oh, your Callum?" she said.

I had a little grin to myself. "Yeah, my Callum. Any idea what to get a boy?"

"Good luck," she laughed at me.

I explained you weren't much of a gamer; how you only like your practical, useful things. "Is dad this hard to buy for?" I asked.

"You have no idea- just wait until you get married- then you've got the husband, the father, and the father-in-law," she rolled her eyes at me.

I told her about you and your pin- "he was telling me about it and he was so excited," I said.

"That's cute," she told me, and I had to look out the car window at the dreary grey sky so she didn't see me smiling like an idiot about what she'd just said.

 So basically, you are my boyfriend, and everyone knows it. And they're happy about it. I think they've realised how much you mean to me and that this is going to last, because we want it to, and because we're serious. I may not have said the three little words about you to them, but I think they can tell- it's written all over my face, so blatantly obvious it can't be ignored.

Love always,
Kaiteh.