Letters from Skye

18 June, 1940
Oh, my Margaret,
You have no secrets from me, but I''ve kept a part of myself locked away, always. A part of me that started scratching at the wall the day this other war started, that started howling to get out right now, the day you ran off to meet your soldier.
I should have told you, should''ve taught you to steel your heart. Taught you that a letter isn''t always just a letter. Wo...