22nd September, 1924
My dearest Rose Petal,
It was with great pleasure that I received and read your letter. It was very informative. It's a good job you believe that I'm picking these apples for you because, trust me, you're the only person I would do agricultural work for. I was made to be a businessman not a farmer. Please enjoy the next batch.
Rose, my Petal, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I continue to be worried about you. I understand that many of your family members have been through difficult situations recently, but that doesn't mean that what you're going through is any less important. Those of us who came back from France know that burying bad memories is like pulling the pin from a grenade – sooner or later it will explode. And people get hurt in explosions. You've been hurt enough, sweetheart.
I would very much like to come up and visit you but I don't think Tommy would approve. I hope his business will allow him to have time with you soon. Tommy and I have been rivals but, knowing him as I feel I do, it wouldn't surprise me if he was avoiding you because he feels guilty about what happened to you and the other members of your family. He is a complex man and also a very proud one. I know because I am the same. I suspect you know this too. You're a clever little thing and don't miss much.
Don't hurry back to the things you used to do before if you don't feel up to it. Take your time and do things when you're ready. That horse of yours will wait for you. Animals are much more loyal and patient than humans are. My Cyril has been by my side for years and doesn't care what I do so long as I feed him and rub his belly sometimes. If only humans were so simple.
Speaking of Cyril – he's sniffing around my feet as I write and I really should take him out for a walk. I enjoy a good walk in the evening with him. It helps clear my head.
I look forward to hearing from you again soon, my dear.
I remain, with much affection, your
Alfie