March 16th, 1940.
{Writing}
Dear, Harry:
I went down to the bakery today.
It's apparently still open. Barbara asked how you're doing, and I told her that you're doing fine. She doesn't know that you're fighting, though. I didn't know how to tell her, so I said nothing.
She offered us some cake. I haven't eaten it yet. Not unless you're home. I did give Fluffy some, and Eli as well. Eli says he really wants to meet you. I hope you two will soon.
Love, Louis.
YOU ARE READING
99 days (L.S)
Fiksi Penggemar99 days since you've left. 99 letters sent to you from a far. Such a long time feels as much as a century. Keep fighting, my love. Keep fighting, and I'll be here waiting. {1940} Started: 2/2/19. Completed: 12/7/19. Cover by: @wafflesxberries (CC)
