Dear Ms. Page, I have lived in Halifax for almost 4 years and still haven't seen, met or heard from you. I thought I would put my change away one day, pick up my little red bag of Noggins McCintosh apples, turn around and there you'd be. Behind me in line at a coffee shop, laying on the blanket in the distance on the Common on the first sunny day of the year, locking your bike next to mine on Saturday mornings at the market. But, alas, nothing. Come back, and bring Leonardo DiCaprio and Michael Cera with you... we can bike to dinner on a double date. I've never been so sure that I could be someones future favourite friend. Sincerely, —Your Best Friend To-Be