Dear Cora
Another day in this rotten camp and another opportunity to write to you. Our second search and destroy mission kicked off and I got shot in my left shoulder. I could have died if it wasn't for my Lance Corporal.
The assassin got shot, but not to death. Our platoon took the assassin and we held him prisoner of war. Instead of taking over land, these missions emphasized killing as many Viet Cong as possible, forcing there surrender.
Two weeks from now I will be able to go back into the field.
If you ever wish to know how much you are worth, know that money cannot buy the way you make me feel. I love you more than anything and you should probably know it by now.
Believe me, I am trying my best to survive this just to see your beautiful smile that match your gorgeous hazel eyes, and just to feel your warmth again after so long.
Truthfully, I could talk about you all day and all night and I'd still have a million more things to say. But too many words become meaningless, so I will just leave it at you are the most wonderful person I have ever met, and I cannot imagine not having you in my life. Did I already mentioned that to you? Well, I don't care, it's the truth.
Love Larson
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Hey, well here's chapter 3. Just so you know, my kitty is all better :-)
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The one I wrote for you
Romance' Look back over the pages of the acupressure; think about how we now feel about wars that our ancestors supported in their day...see how powerful and deadly the sorrow of heart core is.' Authors note: Hey, I really hope you enjoy this !! This is a...
