Remembering Serena

As I reconcile myself to having lost Serena, I will be remembering her just a bit in the coming days. This was a voice memo I sent her after a memorable date:

I had a super fun evening. Thank you. I am excited for the next time that I get to see you. I’m excited for all sorts of other things to do with you. But this is a serious message. I’m not fucking kidding about the wand. It was a present from me to us. It wasn’t a present for you. You are not authorized to use that wand without my knowing about it. And you are not authorized to use that wand without my at least occasionally hearing and or seeing it.

I’m not asking you to make any promises.

Except.

I want you to promise that you will not use the wand if you’re not prepared to comply with the terms on which it was given to you.

Postscript: this was a promise Serena made, repeatedly, but never kept.

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