Dear Mum, we’ve been told there’s a big push tomorrow. One final battle and it should be over. I hope to be home for Christmas.
I think of you – and Dad, and little Joe and Margaret – a lot. I like to imagine you’re enjoying the summer and you’ve been able to have picnics. I’ve been writing to Sarah Dewar, too. Who knows, when this is at an end, perhaps we might have our own happy news to announce?
I’d better get some sleep. We need to be on full alert tomorrow.
All my love,
PS – I’M SCARED, SO SCARED [CENSORED]