To my Dearest,
I saw a group of children playing today at a real park this time in the city, and one of them reminded me an awful lot like you.
He was somewhat awkward yet plainly mature, he had a bit of a hard time talking with the rest of the kids. But, with some help, he got along and they ended up playing hide and seek. I ended up giggling out loud at the sight.
I can't believe it has been five months since you last came home. I'm forever grateful that you were able to reply to my last letters, from what you told me, it seems that you are very busy and your job is getting all the more dangerous. But, I have faith in you. So, stay safe and I love you always.
I got home that same day, and I put on our favourite record, the jazz one of course. Maybe when you get back, we can go record shopping like we did in our youth?
I love you so very much, don't forget that.
With much love,
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