It was a week after Nan had come home. Di had returned for a brief visit, arriving two days after Nan, but reluctantly deciding that she would only remain at Ingleside for a week as she felt she had a duty to her Red Cross work in Kingsport. Gilbert had declared that Nan should not return to Kingsport with her twin, he felt she needed to be sheltered from the war as much as it was possible.

Di was relieved to see that Nan was more like her usual self than she had been when she had left Kingsport. Though Di could still see that Nan was still at times filled with worry over Jerry, she had also began to have hope that he would return to her, and Di dreaded what would happen to her twin if that hope was snatched away.

One day, shortly before Di was due to return to Kingsport, Nan when collecting the post discovered that there was a letter addressed to her in a familiar hand. Looking at it in almost disbelief she stood rooted to the ground for half a minute before rushing out of the house and into Rainbow Valley.

Sitting next to the spring, which was a special place for Nan and Jerry as it had been there that they had first admitted their feelings for one another, Nan half eagerly, half fearfully tore open the letter.

Dearest,

I'm afraid this is only a short letter as I have not enough time to write a longer one as I need to write to Dad and Rosemary too. But I needed to let you know that I'm beginning to make a full recovery. I was out of it for a couple of days, they say that I had a fever caused from an infection in the wound but I've got over that now. I'm going to be sent to a hospital in England in a couple of days in order for me to get my strength back.

You needn't worry about me anymore, I'm going to be fine. I know how you worry darling, and ever since I came round I've been worrying about how you are coping with the news. Just remember that I am going to come back to you, I'm sure of it, and once I'm back we'll spend the rest of our lives together. I'm going to have to stop writing now I'm afraid but I'll send you a longer letter once I reach England.

All my love,

Jerry

Nan placed her head in her arms and began to cry. Though the tears being shed were those of joy, joy that her sweetheart, her Jerry, was alive and getting better. The tears of fear, grief and despair had disappeared, never to return.