Author's note: This is another short story which follows along the same lines as "Edmund's Epistle". I found that Susan wasn't done finding her siblings' letters. I have decided to make it a short series. "Edmund's Epistle" is the first, "Lucy's Letter" is the second, and the third will be Peter's. (I don't have a name for it yet because I can't think of type of letter that goes with Peter - using alliteration.) Oh, and yes, "Lucy's Letter" will have a second part with Susan's response. For those of you who didn't see it, I added a second part to "Edmund's Epistle" which is Susan's reply. I hope you enjoy the story! Lucy writes her letter several months prior to the train crash, but Susan never bothers to read it until afterwards.

Lucy's Letter

Susan, my sister,

I miss you so much! When will you return to us? I have filled up the sketchbook you gave me for Christmas. You would love the pictures! I made one of you at your birthday ball in Narnia. Do you remember it? Can you picture the fancy dresses and the bright lights? I can still hear Peter's laughter ringing out across the room. Edmund is leaning against the refreshment table. You are dancing with dear Corin. I can hear your giggling as Corin discovers that he is too short to spin you around. It made me smile. As for me, sister, I was content to watch the three of you enjoy yourselves. You worked so hard to run our kingdom. It was good to see you laugh.

Oh, Susan! Please laugh like that again. I only hear your distant and careless merriment now. I know it's not real. Why are you so good at hiding your emotions and wearing a mask that none can see through, save Aslan? Edmund is like you, you know. He can hide his emotions away. But Peter knows how to drag it out. I wish he could show me how to understand you. You and I are nearly as alike as sun and moon. But we used to be more than just sisters and companions. We were friends. I miss it, Susan. Won't you please write back? I just want to be your sister again. Is that so much to ask?

Where are you, Susan? Where do you go on your night long escapades? Sometimes I think I hear Edmund waiting up for you to come home. Don't you know how much this troubles him? Can't you see how much we care about you?

Peter has chosen to no longer speak of you. You have hurt him, Susan, and it pains me to see him in such grief. He blames himself for your disbelief in Narnia. But Susan, how can you pretend it was just a story? Don't you remember how bitter Edmund was before Aslan redeemed him? Don't you remember how Peter changed into a man?

And you changed too, Susan. You became gracious and gentle. You easily forgave us and were always there when we needed support. You may have felt like you were never important, but you kept us all going. You helped us to continue on when things fell apart. What a strange twist of fate that you became the first to depart from Narnia. You slipped back into your old ways of scolding and being independent. You tried to do everything for yourself just because you knew you couldn't do it alone. And you failed. Look where it has brought you! I haven't seen your face in over a week. But I wish I could look into your dark eyes and whisper thoughts of light and hope.

Oh, Susan, my sister! I miss you with such ferocity that I scare myself. There is an empty place in my heart that only you can fill. The ache will not leave until you have returned. I don't care if you yell at me. I don't care if you forbid me from speaking of Narnia when you are present. Just please come home. We will wait for you with open arms.

With love as always, Lucy