Dear Becky,
Boy, do I miss that smart mouth of yours. Send my love to your sister' and nephew.
War propaganda is interesting. Something the native Brits do here is hold up their pointer and middle finger so it's in the shape of the letter 'V' and apparently that means 'Victory' in the prime minister's eyes.
I've met a couple people here that I've gotten a little closer to. One of them, I like to call him 'Dum-Dum'. He's a very smart guy in the war zone, but when it comes to street smarts, well, not so much. It's quite interesting actually.
Well, that's all for the day here. Hope you're holding down Brooklyn for when I get back.
I love you, Rebecca Wood.
-Love, Bucky Barnes
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Love, Rebecca Wood // Bucky Barnes ✔️
Fanfiction"The next time I see your face will be the next time I'll ever see daylight again." Letters of love, hope, tragedy, and loss between lovers in the time of World War II •CA:TFA• {COMPLETED 8.27.16} {EDITED 3.13.17}
