Dear Doctor,
It's me, Amelia Pond, and the date of current is 18th of August, 1938. Rory and I have a house here thanks to River, and we're comfortable in here. Rory is training to be a doctor. He and I are both worried – we know World War II is coming and that there's nothing we can do about it. We're scared.
As for me? I'm writing a novel under the name of A. Pond. Get it? As in, a pond somewhere out there. Like Melody Pond.
It's lonely here. No technology, nothing. We're thinking of buying a dog – a nice little addition to the family. What do you think, Doctor?
Rory and I, we miss you so much.
Love always,
Amy.
