Dear Rafe…
…I'm not mad at you, alright? I just want you to know that. I guess this is something that you had to do and it's not my place to tell you where and when to fly. But, do know that I worry about you. You know, I'm not the only one who gets into all sorts of trouble. I care about you, that's why I'm worried, that's why I didn't want you to go.
You said you were assigned to Eagle Squadron? Why don't I believe you, Rafe? It's starts seeming more and more to my like you volunteered to go!
Anyway, I'm not writing this to accuse you or anything. As I said: I'm not mad.
Went flying a little longer then usual today. You know Pearl Harbor looks great at sunset…especially from the air. Ah, you come on back from England and see for yourself. It's a wonder, really. The way the sun reflects off the water…I love it. Always have been the romantic one haven't I?
Ah, Evelyne has probably told you all about it anyways. I saw her today and she was writing to you…pages and pages, too. Don't know when you're gonna get the time to read all that. She's doin' fine, by the way. Though she misses you. Hell. So do I.
Maybe I can get myself assigned to Eagle squadron? I mean really, you're not actually trusting them English boys to do cover for you, are ya?
Shit, have to get going or Anthony will kill me. Says I'm disturbing his sleep…he really doesn't like me. He hero worships you though. Believe me, I'm not surprised.
Well…be careful, alright?
Love,
Danny