Dear Beth,

I hope you are well. I have a great story to share with you this time! But first, how have you been? Our parents? Tell them I say hello. And tell me all about the new school year, have you decided on a career course yet? Also, has the ship been repaired yet? You know it's difficult to get reliable news these days, but I hope this letter at least reaches you.

Of Earth I can tell you that our work has had some small impact. We have so far cleared most of the debris from the settlement, but in terms of air quality it may be decades before it's completely safe. Besides that, all of my friends have been well, as well as our cousins. Mary and Charlie say they miss you, and Lucy arrived safely just last week.

Now, I'm sure you've been wondering all about the story I promised. It all happened yesterday when Charlie and I, and a few others, were sent to clear out a section of a field to get started on the farm (already, can you believe it?), and I was clearing away some old scraps of metal. It was a cloudy and dusty day, but a few rays of sunshine had sneaked past. And right under that metal, sunlight hitting just right, were bright yellow roses, living in the dust. The whole team was shocked. And I could've cried.

It has been at least ten years since I last saw a flower. I suppose you have never seen one, perhaps in a picture if your school has them. And well, I wanted to let you know what it was like. I wanted you to know that even in this broken world, there are still beautiful flowers. I included a photograph from the archives, the flower I saw was similar. I hope it'll brighten your day.

Goodbye Beth, I miss you.

Your brother, Grant.