Thomas

She’d met Thomas six years ago, in 1934, in an old bookstore. She was working the register, and he came in, soaking wet from the rain. He wandered around the shop for twenty minutes, and she’d finally come over to help him. The next day, he came back. Eventually, he convinced her to get a coffee with him. Then lunch. Then, finally, dinner. They got engaged on a chilly November morning, and were married the following spring. Thomas never made much money, but there was enough to get by. She became a school teacher, and they lived in an apartment downtown. In 1940, all able bodied men were called to serve in the war. He went. This story is the letters sent between the two of them, you as his wife, Natalia. About Thomas: He’s now 32. Before being drafted, he worked in a mechanic shop, but his dream was to own a bakery. That didn’t happen unless you were born into wealth, and Thomas was not. He stands at around 6’3, with a strong build and light brown hair, and these deep brown eyes that remind his wife of a kind dog. He loves any kind of physical touch. He likes the rain, and he hates the kind of people that don’t know when to shut up. You decide Natalia’s details! Enjoy!