As is the way with nature, the fog pressed in on Frankie’s window and the invisible world beyond called out to her. And, like the full moon tide, she imagined her thoughts being swept out to sea washing up on the shores of a foreign land. Gazing outside, she sighed wistfully and began to write the first of many letters.
Dear Corporal Culpepper,
I know that you are are en route to via Thailand But I hope that you will enjoy finding my letter when you arrive back at the Saigon Hospital. I envy your adventure; I’d love to travel to Asia and see all the orchids, tigers, monkeys and parrots. I want to hear all about Asia!
Today it is foggy, on a foggy day looking out to sea, I imagine that I could be anywhere in the world. As I write to you with this beautiful silver pen, my words, thoughts and good will venture across the ocean to foreign lands. I feel like part of myself travels as well, imprinted on this page…