Disclaimer: Don't own SIL. Nope. Wish I did. Nope. Yup.

A/N: Seriously, I have, like, six chapter/entry thingies…so, I'll just try to keep it coming.

Dear Journal,

I am so incomparably sorry I haven't written. A year. A whole year has passed. How long has it been since I arrived in America? Almost 2 years? Oh, Lord in Heaven above!

One moment; let me reread what I had written you last.

I was naming the baby. I had decided on Nathaniel. It means 'gift of God.' And, truly, I have named him well. He is wonderful. I am not sure how I should have survived without him.

Dear Nathaniel truly looks more and more like Will every day.

Wessex finally noticed the resemblance.

I am quite scared for my child at times. Wessex strongly had hoped that every trace of Shakespeare had been wiped from me.

- Viola