Violet knew she should try and sleep, but felt no desire for it. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her journal and fountain pen. She began to write.
Dear Charlie,
I have found a safe place to live now. I can’t say where, but trust that I am well. I want to know how you are, how Mama is. Someday, maybe you both can find me, and we can be a family again. It’s barely been a week and already I miss home painfully so. Is it home now? Should it ever have been?
I know you cannot write back to me, no matter how badly I wish it. Hug Mama for me. Make sure Mary is eating, and tell her that I’m safe. I pray that I will see you all again before too long. I can’t thank you enough for your kindness. I am tempted to write more, but for now, this shall have to do.
I love you with all my heart,
V.
