Anna

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12/25/1970
My Jose,
I haven't written to you in a while. I just heard from your mother you when and saw her back in July and November. Why didn't you come and see me so that I can know your okay and not dead. Why must you always do these things Jose. Do you remember the time we went to the mall and I got my period. I was wearing white pants and you asked how I dropped ketchup on my pants. And I looked down and said that's not ketchup. And you paled and said here take my jacket. I still have that jacket. I kept in my room and wore it to sleep or on my lazy days because of how you looked so peaceful. How I miss those day my dearest Jose. I have one thing to ask you and please do, do it. Come
Home to me when you visit and see your baby boy. Yes Jose you're having a son. 7 months pregnant dose have its advantages and disadvantages but I love it except my hormones are everywhere but theist time their dad missing there love of life. I miss you please come home safe.

Love Anna.

P.S. I'm naming our son after you and your grandpa.

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