Disclaimer: All Pirates of the Caribbean characters belong to Disney. Patrick and Grace belong to me.

My Will,

I was so relieved to get a letter from you this week. Another list came out, and I was dreading a midnight bell toll. But

the sun is shining, and all my nightmares have vanished or at least some. Jack brought it along with his cocky attitude

and swagger. He stayed for a couple of days and had the whole household in an uproar. He made me laugh. Your last

letter brought back somany memories. I remember falling into the creek, and I got into so much trouble too that week. I

think I was grounded the whole week for being sent home and sullying my best dress.Father never knew I escaped out

of my window and down the tree to meet you.

I love you so much Will, and I can't wait to become Mrs. William Turner. Father has started planning the wedding, but I

really am not in the spirits. I know he means well, but I want to do it with you. However, it keeps me from not

worrying so much.

Patrick, my young cousin who is staying with us for a couple of months, got sent home from school today. He started a

fight with another boy, Father was not that upset. He was not so strict with him as he was with me. When I got into that

fight with Sally Brown over who had the best picture of the pony or that time when you and I were sent home for

throwing mud pies, I had to go without dessert for a month!

Grace is still practicing her game. She is determined to beat you at last, and I'm betting five dollars that she wins.

Sorry, honey.You shouldn't worry so much anymore. Though, I think you're still handsome with gray hair and wrinkles!

Can you imagine us growing old together, watching our children grow, and being so in love the world seems to spin?

Do you remember that time when we joined Jack and Ana on a month sojourn around the Caribbean? It was the first

time we slept in the same bed and woke up next to each other. Every night there was dancing and of course some rum!

Jack was incorrigible, you strong and handsome, and Ana with her temper…we had so much fun. Every night as the sun

was just setting into a molten sphere of fire you would lean over and whisper I love you. You did that every night. You

were my first everything, and I want you to be my last everything. God, I miss you so much.

All my love,

Elizabeth