Letter 17

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Dear Alice,
We went out again and.... I loved it. I feel guilty but on the other hand I am starting to realize and believe that you would want me to be happy. I mean you always liked it when I had a smile on my face. And last night I could not stop smiling, we went to a pottery making place and let's say it did not go well, the pottery anyway, we left covered in clay and laughing until it hurt. This time when I  dropped her off.... I kissed her. I have to admit she's not as good at kissing as you but she's pretty good competition.

All my love
Kyle

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