Sunday, October 28, 2018

Our Condolences 5

Our Condolences
fifth letter


13th day of Yemthir, 949

My Dear Sammy,

    Our first couple of battles were rough but we didn't lose anyone. The images of the dirt turning red and the sound of bullets and explosions will stick with me forever. Opal's excitement has calmed down, much to the relief of the rest of us, though she remains a staunch Loyalist. The mood of our group has also become lighter, despite the situation we are in. Minnie is a big part of that, she is always willing to pick our spirits up. I look forward to meeting Albert's tiny friend. I imagine she could tell me of all the adventures they have.

    I miss you two dearly. Sometimes I wake up forgetting where I am, and I am saddened over the loss of your smiles. Rosanne talks with me in those mornings, I think she feels the same pain, as we talk almost exclusively about our children. She worries about her husband having to deal with the twins alone. Apparently, they can be rambunctious and they do not live close to any relatives. She tries convincing her husband to visit his parents while she is away, but he does not seem willing to leave. The last letter she received spoke of nothing but good news, but she still worries. Her worries remind me of how grateful I am that Albert is a manageable child.

    Forever Yours,

                 Angeline

 
 

Monday, October 15, 2018

Our Condolences 4

Our Condolences
fourth letter


10th day of Suminir, 948

Dearest Angel,

    I pray your upcoming battles are quick and few. When moments become rough, remember that little Albert and I are praying for your safe return. Beth sounds like a lovely girl, and I'm sure Opal will calm down once she sees what the war is like. Young Loyalists can't remain in their bubble after seeing first hand the carnage war brings.

    Albert insists that we set a place for you at the table so we are ready for when you do come home. The whole time we're eating he keeps looking towards the front door expecting you to walk in. The last time we were in town I bought him a Tiny Annie doll, and said she was from you. He calls her "Rosey mommy's helper", I believe the name comes from her bright red hair. He's calmed down a great deal since receiving it and has taken to carrying it around and sleeping with it. He even tells it messages to give to you. He refuses to part with it, even when she becomes dirty he insists on giving her a bath himself. I can't bear to make him part with it so I watch carefully as he cleans her fabric body and limbs.

    Lovingly,

                Sam

 

 

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Thursday, October 4, 2018

Our Condolences 3

Our Condolences
third letter


12th day of Thurenir, 948

My Dear Sammy,

    We have yet to see battle, but we can hear the booms when we camp at night. The closer we get, the darker the mood of our platoon gets. We try to stave off the dread by reminding ourselves we are not going all the way to the front and talking of our homes. Edith prefers to not talk about herself and Opal only wants to talk of the war. Rosanne, Minnie and I are curious about the younger generation so Beth ends up speaking the most. She wants to be a baker, with a little shop in Hilltown and everyone promised to visit once we are discharged. I would love to take little Albert to meet Beth, he would love her soft nature.

    Forever Yours,

                Angeline