Douglas Henslowe's 2nd Letter to Joyce

                                                     Miss Joyce Summers
                                                     c/o Mr. W. Winston
                                                     High Branch Manor,
                                                     872 Kingsport Rd,
                                                     Aylesbury,
                                                     Massachusetts

Mr. D. Henslowe
513 West Henry Street,
Savannah,
Georgia.

June 15, 1937

Dear Joyce,

It's so much to take in. Walter answering my letters after all these years, Walter 
dying -- Walter dying peacefully in bed! I would thank God if I could. I am very happy 
for him. And then being moved to a new place. I had expected to stay at Joy Grove until 
I died.

But, moving us makes sense. I don't like Edgar Job, and I never will, but I don't have to 
like the man. He doesn't try to hurt anyone when he takes his medicine, and you and Lillian 
and Dr. Walker have all promised me that he will always get his medicine. I have to admit 
that I am glad. I hate to say it, but I have been a little afraid of him. He looks weak, 
doesn't he? But, when he isn't on his medicine and he gets angry, he's strong, stronger 
than he looks. And, I'm not. I'm sorry about that, but that's how it is. As you said, I'm a 
soldier who's fought in a war, and I'm about as sorry a specimen as anyone who ever limped 
home from the Great War. But, they did their duty, and so, I hope did I.

That's what we are, soldiers, you and I, Joyce. I see that now. It was an invisible was we 
fought -- that you still fight, that I'm still ready to do what I can to help you.

It's Lillian I worry about. She's too much like poor Katherine, so ready to do her part, so 
determined to stop the evil. I don't want her to end up like Katherine. I don't want you to end up 
like her either, but we know the odds we face.

Sometimes I envy you, Joyce. I wish I could be out in the field, fighting beside you. But then, I 
remember that you have to watch over everyone, over Janet and Lillian, and over Mr. de Genaro, who 
is so sure he knows what he's up against. It's heart breaking, isn't it, watching them? I am so 
sorry Walter couldn't be there for you.

When it's over, have you thought about what you'll do? I can tell everyone that what you say is true, 
but I don't know if they will believe me. I don't want you to end up in a place like Joy Grove. Maybe 
Dr. Walker would believe me. What do you think? Maybe he can help to keep you and everyone else out 
of such places. It's good to have a doctor who understands. Thank you for finding him for me.

I want to know all about what you are doing, all of you, but it's best if you don't tell me, I know. 
I understand. But, just knowing that you're out there, that you're fighting against this evil, this 
perversion, it gives me the strength to go on.

Your Friend,

	Douglas