Anonymous said:When Sarah saw Thomas in the yard-tall and proud as ever in his uniform, her heart couldn't help but warm. Just a little. He was safe. Alive and safe and only a little the worse for wear. Injured, she knew, and dark circles under his eyes. His letters had spoken of darker memories that would likely always haunt him. He was the closest thing she'd ever have to a son, even given her silly ginger nephew who likely wouldn't survive France. "So it is you," she said. She couldn't help but smile.
WHO SENT THIS I HAVE THE BIGGEST GRIN ON MY FACE RN YOU ARE AN ANGEL