Barmaid

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 15 March 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, I cannot say that Eloise has not made herself useful, for the bar parlor has become her domain, and she its queen. I have not needed to give a thought to it this past week. And yet I have given it a thought; … Continue reading Barmaid

Eloise

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 8 March 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, Yes, yes, all right, yes, I began this week in a sleigh driven by one Lieutenant Samuel Harkness of His Majesty's Royal Army. The weather was fine, and so just before noon we departed from Amelie's shop bound for the same picnic spot … Continue reading Eloise

The Next Ridge

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 27 February 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, To answer your most urgent question first, no, I have not gone on another sleigh ride with Lt. Harkness; the weather this past Monday was frightful. Nor has he come to dine at the Sloops this past week. Now that he has learned … Continue reading The Next Ridge

Discretion

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 1 February 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, His Napes and I are still chuckling over something that happened this past week. Two gentlemen from Mont-Havre arrived late in the afternoon and begged rooms and dinner, which we were pleased to grant. I was helping out in the dining room—Lucie has … Continue reading Discretion

Pebble

Armand's First Letter. Amelia's First Letter. Cathy's First Letter. 18 January 1024, L'Isle du Grand-Blaireau Amelia, I have been invited to go on a sleigh ride. Yesterday I met one Lt. Samuel Harkness of His Majesty's Royal Army, a member of the garrison here in Bois-de-Bas, and the officer responsible for the egregious Private Ryan I wrote of last … Continue reading Pebble