So... Yeah. Not even going to try justifying the gap here. Enjoy?


Dear Daisy

October 8, 1940

Dear Daisy,

You're going to kill me when I get back, aren't you? I can already see my tombstone: Here lies David Shaw Willoughby, 1918-1940, killed by his sister for being captured by the enemy. If you don't just dispose of my body.

I just received all your letters and it was the most amazing thing. No, I don't mind that you and Hiram are seeing each other. Yes, I'm amazed too that he hasn't had a black eye in over a month as of your last letter. And you'll see me the moment it's possible, I promise.

I can't tell you in a letter much about the camp or how I escaped for obvious reasons, but I can tell you that I got to Sweden and then from there back to England. I'm currently laid up in recovery from the trip back. It was rough, going through wild country, after weeks of long hours on little food.

Fitzgerald and Lehavre couldn't believe their ears when word on all of this got back to them. Biggest POW escape in the war so far, and of course I was in the middle of it. That part, at least, they believed with no problem. It was that we actually succeeded that they couldn't believe.

On the bright side, I've got my own team! I can't tell you more about that, but I can tell you about some of the people I met in the POW camp.

Mac is honestly unflappable. No matter what came up, he kept his cool and kept moving, including being assumed to be a Nazi ally at one point, since he's of Asian descent. Davina is from New Zealand and frankly terrifying. It was rather surprising to find that she speaks fluent German and can make a fire with ice. No I'm not joking. Last but certainly not least, Annabel and Yasha are a category to themselves. Not much I can say about them that won't get redacted. It's horrifying how far they're willing to go for each other though.

The nurse says it's time for me to finish writing and go to sleep. I don't feel like making the medical personnel angry when they can make my life very miserable for the next few weeks. Promise I'll write more tomorrow.

By the way, I'm pretty sure you were holding the drawing sideways. It looks like a boat to me. Also, it's going on the wall in my room back at base.

Love,

Taffy