Reader,
If you are reading this message, then my postcard made it safely to my ghostposter and she has hit "Publish."
Here is what I can tell you:
- I am in a safehouse.
- I am alive.
- I do not have access to the internet.
Whenever possible, I will be smuggling handwritten reviews to my trusted ghostposter. In the meantime, readers, if you see a woman in the village marketplace wearing a wide-brimmed hat and asking about books - shhhh.
Don't tell anyone you saw her.
Love,
Adelaide
P.S. Agent Hawthorne - I know you're terribly afraid of glacial ice, so I'll save you a painful part of the investigation - no, I'm not in Nuuk safehouse. You're welcome.
