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Dear Cas,
Yesterday I ventured out to Kansas. I never told you about Adam, he was my little brother from the war.

The war had always seemed to be a touchy subject between us, even when you were ill.

Adam was just a kid. He was just a kid Cas, he was 19, and died.
He's the one who gave me the St. Michael.

The air was always sticky in Vietnam, it always rained but it was sticky. We had to go on this hike, it was a pointless hike. A pointless hike that got Adam killed Cas. We got ambushed and men fell, I killed, Cas. I killed five men.

Hendrickson called to hold our fire, then he fell, Adam had fallen and it was because the men in my platoon didn't know how to follow the fucking orders of 'halt'

Adam was a good kid, he probably would have met someone and fallen in love like we had. You would have liked him, but then again that's just part of your personality, Cas you were such the optimist.

See you then,

-Dean

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