Dear Toby,
It was lovely to meet you the other night. I just wanted to say thank you again, for what you’ve done for my Con. It fears me to think what might have happened to him if you hadn’t taken him in and given him a room. You are a very good man.
The reason why I’m writing is that I’m in a bit of a bind. I won’t go into too much detail, but suffice it to say that I’m going to be homeless too, not to mention unemployed, unless I find somewhere to live. Con said that he’s happy for me to share his room, but he said I should write to you, officially, as you like to do things properly, which I totally respect. So, would it be OK if I shared with Con for a while? I’ll pay you rent and it will only be for a few weeks, just until I get myself settled back in the country and get myself a job.
I really need to be near Con now, after what happened to him when I left the country. I feel so guilty and I’ve got so much to make up for. If you would allow me to spend some time with him in your beautiful house, I’d be forever in your debt.
Yours faithfully,
Melinda McNulty