Through The Letterbox by Devices Writers’ Group - HTML preview

PLEASE NOTE: This is an HTML preview only and some elements such as links or page numbers may be incorrect.
Download the book in PDF, ePub, Kindle for a complete version.

The Hardest Letter to Write

by Deborah Dobson

Devizes, 9th January, 2012

My very dear Friend,

It is hard to recal that just a couple of months

In other ways, too, Jonty wil make himself

ago you and I sat and contemplated how our

present; your son, Tom, laughs in the same hearty

futures would look as we wrinkled and aged. Over way that his father laughed, his head back and the coffee and biscuits you appeared confident in

eyes closed in total submission to the moment of

the knowledge that Jonty would always be there

mirth. I can see Jonty come alive in Tom in those

beside you. Life can throw some bitter shafts at us moments. Gemma, too, when she is concentrating, when we least expect them. No-one would have

has an endearing way of letting her tongue

supposed that under his athletic and cheerful

protrude, a very little, over her bottom lip whilst

exterior there lurked a rogue cell that would expand furrowing her brow in deep consideration of the to sap his energy and his courage. Al your friends subject in hand. When the memory of Jonty's pass-admired the bravery you displayed in caring so

ing has faded and the horrors of losing him subsid-

gently for him in his sudden il ness, never

ed, your recol ection of the Jonty you so love, wil

complaining nor taking time off. You were com-

re-emerge in those little mannerisms that make

pletely selfless in tending to his every need and yet your children Jonty's true heirs. You are grieving stil listening to the woes of our circle, their com-now, but in time I know you will learn to read Jonty

plaints and moans over trivia. How

fluently in your children's faces.

trite and unimportant those troubles

must seem to them now. I mention

I was only privileged to have known

this because I am sure that this same

your husband for a very short time

resilience is what will see you

but he was a treasured friend to so

through the future without Jonty and

many in our community and one

help you to continue to be the terrific

whom I shal miss sorely.

person that you are.

I'l have the coffee and the biscuits

Jonty was a wonderful man, so

ready when you feel like a hug or a

wise, so gentle and so talented. He

chat.

was tolerant of other people's short-

comings. He must have ached to

Always available for you, my dearest

step in and do the jobs, he would have been so

friend, in sympathy and with my love,

capable of doing, or taking over when he saw

someone, a friend, or the children perhaps making