Fancy didn't feel she needed to know the code just so she could come up with something that the Americans would investigate and not the Germans.
She worked for a long time in silence, now and then pausing to think and eat or drink. When she was finished she handed the finished letter back to Charlie.
"They do it better in the movies."
Dearest Aunt Mabel,
I beg you to forgive the tardiness of this letter, but life here is difficult. And even if the city of lights were not occupied I have little doubt life would still be difficult. Time moves slowly in these war torn times. Days turn into weeks far too quickly.
It seems like only yesterday I said goodbye to my brothers. I am thankful that they are in a place untouched by war. That they may rest their nights in peace and not fear.
Please let Grandfather know that I am alright here, though I am terribly homesick. I miss those carefree days with Henry and Micheal, they seem far away now, almost like a dream. Perhaps it is a testament to man's more basic nature but I still think I miss your cooking the most. Meat is rationed and even if it weren't they could never fix a steak like you.
Give my cousins a kiss and tell them I look forward them coming over in the summer. I'm sure we'll have a wonderful time here.