This is part of a story I’m working on in my Google Docs, it’s quite informational…
Miss O. Duchje, We regret to inform you that Marc E Duchje WK456861 of 4th Battn. British Royal Air Force. is missing in action and presumed dead..
Five letters arrived in the mailbox five days ago on New Year’s Day, 1942. The day President Roosevelt, Prime Minister Churchill, Maxim Litvinov, of the USSR (Union of Soviet Republics, which were made up with Armenia, Azerbaijan, Belarus, Estonia, Georgia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Latvia, Lithuania, Moldova, Russia, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Ukraine, and Uzbekistan), and T. V. Soong, of China signed the Declaration by United Nations. One letter for each of the family. And they all said the same thing.Dear Mrs N. Duchje, Dear Mr J. Duchje, Dear Miss B. Duchje, Dear Miss N. Duchje,
Opal swore to herself that nobody else cared as much as they should. Her eyes had been red and puffy for five days. She crumpled the tear-stained letter in her fist. And her tearful face transformed into a look of anger. Who were they to say he was gone without looking for him? Somebody had to, and she realised that she was the only person who was even slightly willing.
Under a pohutukawa tree on the outskirts of a small forest Opal and her brother Marc had buried something. Something up until now she’d tried to forget about for two years. But this was World War II, and she had to get her brother back. The Germans were advancing to Britain and Russia, America had only just joined the war, so going into occupied France, (presumably the place Marc was last seen) was going to be dangerous. But it had to be done.
After her mother beating her with a frozen fish, (long story) she set off to join the British Royal Navy.