Everyone Brave is Forgiven

by Chris Cleave

He rubbed his eyes. It was impossible. In the history of the world there was not one example of a man ever having written a satisfactory letter to a woman who mattered to him.

Life took longer to reassemble than it did to blow apart, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t be lovely, providing that one remembered to go for country walks, and to tune the wireless to music.

Now be good, you two, and if you can’t be good, be a warning to others.”