Dear Thomas,
There's not that much going on at home. Mother and Father have been fighting again and it seems like it will never stop. I have to leave the house, but then I run a high risk of seeing Mr. Braint. He's come to call on me twice this month. But that should soon change. My father and I have written letters to have him removed. It seems he'll never stop until he has me as his wife. It gets annoying after while. But what is new with you? How is Mr. Aubrey? And Dr. Maturin? I know this letter may seem rushed, compared to the others but the mail is going out soon and I really would like to hear from you. I miss you Tom, I miss you more than the sun on a rainy day. Come home safely.
Always loving,
Catherine
Catherine sealed the letter and sent it off. She watched as John took it down to the ship going out. Catherine opened the bottom drawer and pulled out all of his letters. They had come over the course of five months. Thomas even sent her dried flower he pressed in books. He said, "They are just as beautiful as you, but you will always be more beautiful than any flower god may create in my eyes." He painted her beautiful pictures of sunrises or sunsets and how green, blue, or even both, the sea was. Catherine remembered her father telling her the same things in his letters only Thomas's meant more to her, now that he had declared his love for her.
Thomas had been waiting until he got back to port to say anything but as time went on he found himself unable to look at a woman with out thinking about Catherine. She was the love of his life and he was just finding it out for himself. He had to declare his love for her, then they would be able to make up for lost time while he was away at sea. Thomas imagined that they would take long walks along the shore or in the gardens that surrounded her house. He would kiss her when he wanted to and hold her in his arms with out being looked down upon. Everything he did was for her.
"Tom?" He looked up to see the Captain at the door. Tom folded the letter and put it under his pillow.
"Yes Captain?"
"Did you tell her you loved her?" Tom looked around then back at Jack.
"Yes I did." He picked up his jacket and put it on.
"And has she?"
"What business is it of yours?"
"It isn't but I still would like to know."
"Yes she has." Tom Pushed past Jack.
"Tom have you written her yet?"
"No sir."
"Good tell her that she shall see you soon." Toms jaw almost dropped.
"We're going home?"
"Now we are. Come on write her. Tell her I said hello." Jack patted Tom and the back and left him in awe. Now his dreams of Catherine wouldn't be dreams anymore. She would really be in his arms.
Dear Catherine,
Not much has happened, Jack is fine as well as Stephen. Everything is well. Oh we're coming home soon, when I have yet to find out. Jack will tell us tonight at dinner. I can't wait to see you smiling face. We'll have lots to catch up on. Well dinner is here, I'll see if I can get it out of Jack.
Tom walked briskly to the Captains quarters, and took his seat. Glasses of wine were set up. Jack raised his glass and everyone followed suite.
"Gentle men I propose a toast to dry stable land. We are heading back home. Well be there within the next month. So gentle men."
"TO DRY STABLE LAND!" Everyone chimed together.
Dinner passed a little faster with the news of returning home. Tom could barely sit in his seat.
So my dear Catherine I will be returning home to you within the next month. I can wait to see you. I Love you Catherine and thou its taken me five months at sea for me to find out, you will always be in my dreams and prayers.
Most affectionately yours,
Thomas
Catherine ripped open the letter and read the words as fast as her eyes would go. Her heart seemed to flutter every time she got one of his letters. Catherine would read them over and over to make sure she missed nothing. Then she would kiss the writing and place it with the others. She sat with her hand on her cheek. She sighed and waited for what ever would happen next.
"Josh she is in love with him. Cant you see that?"
"I see what I want, but is he in love with her?"
"Josh he has declared his love to her! Let her be, you were in love with me at one time. Whether that love still stands today I do not know. But let them be."
"I will not lose my only child and daughter to some sailor! Martha listen to me do you want her to have the same life as you? Gone most-"
"One he's 1st lieutenant and you never asked me how my life was! You never wrote me unless you thought it fit! He writes her every two weeks! If he wants to marry her then so be it."
Catherine listened to her parents fighting and wondered if Thomas and her would be the same way. She felt tears well up in her eyes and everything became blurry. But a ship was pulling into the port. Catherine looked at the letter and then at the ship. She took out her father's telescope and looked at the back. 'H.M.S Surprise'
"He's home. He's home! HE'S HOME!" Catherine ran down the stairs passed her parents.
"Catherine? Catherine what is it?" Her mother was standing in front of her father.
"Where is she going?" They watched as Catherine ran out side.
There's not that much going on at home. Mother and Father have been fighting again and it seems like it will never stop. I have to leave the house, but then I run a high risk of seeing Mr. Braint. He's come to call on me twice this month. But that should soon change. My father and I have written letters to have him removed. It seems he'll never stop until he has me as his wife. It gets annoying after while. But what is new with you? How is Mr. Aubrey? And Dr. Maturin? I know this letter may seem rushed, compared to the others but the mail is going out soon and I really would like to hear from you. I miss you Tom, I miss you more than the sun on a rainy day. Come home safely.
Always loving,
Catherine
Catherine sealed the letter and sent it off. She watched as John took it down to the ship going out. Catherine opened the bottom drawer and pulled out all of his letters. They had come over the course of five months. Thomas even sent her dried flower he pressed in books. He said, "They are just as beautiful as you, but you will always be more beautiful than any flower god may create in my eyes." He painted her beautiful pictures of sunrises or sunsets and how green, blue, or even both, the sea was. Catherine remembered her father telling her the same things in his letters only Thomas's meant more to her, now that he had declared his love for her.
Thomas had been waiting until he got back to port to say anything but as time went on he found himself unable to look at a woman with out thinking about Catherine. She was the love of his life and he was just finding it out for himself. He had to declare his love for her, then they would be able to make up for lost time while he was away at sea. Thomas imagined that they would take long walks along the shore or in the gardens that surrounded her house. He would kiss her when he wanted to and hold her in his arms with out being looked down upon. Everything he did was for her.
"Tom?" He looked up to see the Captain at the door. Tom folded the letter and put it under his pillow.
"Yes Captain?"
"Did you tell her you loved her?" Tom looked around then back at Jack.
"Yes I did." He picked up his jacket and put it on.
"And has she?"
"What business is it of yours?"
"It isn't but I still would like to know."
"Yes she has." Tom Pushed past Jack.
"Tom have you written her yet?"
"No sir."
"Good tell her that she shall see you soon." Toms jaw almost dropped.
"We're going home?"
"Now we are. Come on write her. Tell her I said hello." Jack patted Tom and the back and left him in awe. Now his dreams of Catherine wouldn't be dreams anymore. She would really be in his arms.
Dear Catherine,
Not much has happened, Jack is fine as well as Stephen. Everything is well. Oh we're coming home soon, when I have yet to find out. Jack will tell us tonight at dinner. I can't wait to see you smiling face. We'll have lots to catch up on. Well dinner is here, I'll see if I can get it out of Jack.
Tom walked briskly to the Captains quarters, and took his seat. Glasses of wine were set up. Jack raised his glass and everyone followed suite.
"Gentle men I propose a toast to dry stable land. We are heading back home. Well be there within the next month. So gentle men."
"TO DRY STABLE LAND!" Everyone chimed together.
Dinner passed a little faster with the news of returning home. Tom could barely sit in his seat.
So my dear Catherine I will be returning home to you within the next month. I can wait to see you. I Love you Catherine and thou its taken me five months at sea for me to find out, you will always be in my dreams and prayers.
Most affectionately yours,
Thomas
Catherine ripped open the letter and read the words as fast as her eyes would go. Her heart seemed to flutter every time she got one of his letters. Catherine would read them over and over to make sure she missed nothing. Then she would kiss the writing and place it with the others. She sat with her hand on her cheek. She sighed and waited for what ever would happen next.
"Josh she is in love with him. Cant you see that?"
"I see what I want, but is he in love with her?"
"Josh he has declared his love to her! Let her be, you were in love with me at one time. Whether that love still stands today I do not know. But let them be."
"I will not lose my only child and daughter to some sailor! Martha listen to me do you want her to have the same life as you? Gone most-"
"One he's 1st lieutenant and you never asked me how my life was! You never wrote me unless you thought it fit! He writes her every two weeks! If he wants to marry her then so be it."
Catherine listened to her parents fighting and wondered if Thomas and her would be the same way. She felt tears well up in her eyes and everything became blurry. But a ship was pulling into the port. Catherine looked at the letter and then at the ship. She took out her father's telescope and looked at the back. 'H.M.S Surprise'
"He's home. He's home! HE'S HOME!" Catherine ran down the stairs passed her parents.
"Catherine? Catherine what is it?" Her mother was standing in front of her father.
"Where is she going?" They watched as Catherine ran out side.