“Eli wrote every week from the Western Front, until his letters stopped arriving two months ago. His letters dry. His strong handwriting reminds her of his warm presence. Mary’s letters, however, are dotted with tears. Mary nurtures his memory in her heart but his memory lives in her tears. Birds fly overhead. Mary wonders if Eli will see those birds. Mary holds the hope Eli is alive, despite the lack of letters.”

Extract from ‘Under Gaslight’—included in the showcase