This is an entry from Jamie's diary. This forms part of the 'Words from the Windward Tree' collection of letters and diary entries.
The previous instalment is the weblog entry before this one.
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June 30
After receiving Luke's most recent letter, I've decided to return to Kwalaylee too. The war is over now and I am ready to go back. All these years, hearing all the awful news of people fleeing and people getting killed has been unbearable but it is time to go home. And Luke and I will be able to spend time together. I am going to surprise him though.
Reading his letter took me back. I remember the smell of earth when it rained, and how the heat rose in plumes of steam from the ground. I remember mama's herb garden, the smell of parsley and coriander, and spring onions. I remember so much, so much I remember I'm never too sure what to do with it all.
I'm glad to have this diary and writing to Luke as an outlet for these thoughts otherwise I think I would have gone a bit mad long ago.
Kwalaylee...I have missed it so much. Just a few hundred houses in the middle of nowhere but it meant the world to me. I have made travel arrangements already. I leave in three days. I can't wait.
