August 7th, 1862
Dear Father,
I miss you, and I miss Cabot. London is a lot different than Massachusetts that much I can tell you. How is everyone? I suppose thing's here are the same as usual. Before I forget I must tell you two that I have picked up an accent! How on earth that happened I don't know and I feel as if my American roots are drying up, before you will know it I'll be dressed in red, marching up to kiss the kings fat ass! Excuse me, arse. Oh if Estrild would read this, she would go mad! A proper lady should not be saying such foul things, well this proper lady misses her dear father and brother.
Speaking of, there is something I must ask you. Though I have already brought this to Aunt Estrild attention, she has requested a validate accord from you. I wish to come home, just for a while. I miss America terribly and I am afraid that my days in London are changing me for who I am not. Once the news about Cabot came about his enrolment in the Army and thus the war I feared my days before he was sent off would be counted. I must see him father, I simply will not stand it any other way. Besides, you know how Estrild is, this chance only comes once in a life time. In addition, you already know I have arranged to stay four more years after I have turned eighteen. Please say you will, I need to see my country but more importantly my family.
You're Loving Daughter,
Isabelle
WOOT WOOT A NEW STORY FOR GLORY :D
So I had this idea for a while and I thought that it was something new and fresh. Not another time travel story, not that I have anything against them, please I write and read them!
Future chapters will not be a letter, they will be normal written ones.