Day 61

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April 26th, 1940.

{Writing}

Dear, Harry:

It's like I'm running out of things to write to you. Though, I actually am. I really wish you would write back. It just makes me worry even more when I don't hear from you, and not know if you're okay or even alive.

It has been a while since you've last written to me. Please just let me know if you're okay. I'm really worried.



Is anyone else worried about Harry? Do you think he might write back, eventually?🤔
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