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Mina was laughing again. So bloody carefree, so happy, so animated. It was sickening, Amelia decided. Her hands tightened as she sat at the table in the mess, listening to Mina and her jokes and her grating little titters as the others listened in awe.

As though one pilot was the only ace in the bunch. As if there weren't the dead and dying a stone's throw away. The attack had leveled more than one building, and Mina was telling jokes.

As though.... as though...

Amelia took out her note-book and opened to a new page. To My Dearest Jane...