Dear Steve,
Jesus Christ, Steve! When Bucky told you not to do anything crazy, he meant it, you reckless punk! But, I suppose we couldn't have got him back if you didn't have faith and you didn't go after him. I suppose in that instance being reckless is okay. You better come home to me in one piece, you idiots! That means you too, Buck!
On a good note, I made more bouquets for weddings and birthdays and such than I did funerals. I did have to make a few, but nearly as many as yesterday. If I ever have to make a bouquet for either of you, I swear I'll die. So it's your job to stay alive. A shield is more of Steve's personality anyway, he's a guard dog instead of a viper. Buck, the guns fit you, no explanation needed.
I better go, but I miss you both more than I can say.
Bucky, be good, you goof, I love ya. Steve, I love you so much, you stupid, beautiful, labrador man.
With LOTS of love,
Violet-Louise
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