Disclaimer: Not my characters.
Word count: 100
A/N: Written for Mountainthyme for Yuletide 2007.
The South African summer is like nothing Carol has ever experienced; she is grateful her flat is air-conditioned. One Sunday morning she steps out onto the balcony and the heat wraps itself around her like a suffocating blanket.
It's winter in London and she finds herself thinking of Tony again. When she has no work to occupy her mind, her thoughts return to him no matter how hard she tries to think of other things.
She has a drawer of letters she will never send, but she takes out a piece of paper and begins to write another.
Dear Tony . . .