Free write: a little drabble about my grandparents

Lillian trudged in from watch duty only to slapped with a burlap sack.
“Yoff maasil,” Donovan said, her mouth full of bubble gum.
The two head raced to her bunk, trailed by the postman.
“Oooh whatsit saud?”
“What?” Lillian asked, pulling out a foot tall stack of letters.
Mom. Big brother Otto. Dad. Jackie. Little Jackie. Sister Kathleen. There it was. William.
She hugged it to her chest, inhaling the stale swamp and cheap shaving cream scent. Lillian frowned.
That wasn’t his handwriting.

“Lillian,

Buck here. Don’t worry, Billy’s fine. I’m helping him write your letters. He says you were teaching him to read, that’s real swell of you. 

We hope Detroit treats you well. Keep in touch.
My best,
Buck

P.s. I got a sister up in there, say hello for me?

P.p.s.”

Lillian teared up as she read the childish script.

“I love you ma petite chat, Bill”

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