A Letter Home

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Gently Caroline used Fredrick’s ivory jackknife to open the envelope she had just received.

After the initial shock at seeing the brigadier himself, she had breathed a sigh of relief.

My Dearest,

     Every night, I gaze at the stars and I find ours- just as I had promised.

     Your cousin Clifford stumbled upon a wounded one while on guard maneuverers. The deer stew was quite a feast for us.

     I miss your homemade bread for the world.

     We have not seen battle for several days. I am grateful, though many are restless.

     “Sooner them Yanks are dead, sooner we go home,” is the sentiment of most of the camp.

     Me, I could go a lifetime without another death.

     I am well. I hope to see you soon.

                                                                          You Are Loved,

                                                                                 Freddy

Just as Caroline rested the short note on her lap, there was another knock on the front door.

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Written for Aspiring Writers of Flash Fiction. Requirements: Create a 100-150 word flash story using the photo prompt given.