Letters To My Soldier

I raced down the steps on my front porch, my feet slipping and sliding in my haste. I was just so excited at the possibility that I received a reply.

That is, until a month ago.

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It's almost been a week since Heath disappeared.

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"Sometimes, I want to forget you.

Yours,
Priscilla"

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Completed

Hey guys, I wrote this when I was younger and didn't do any research to make the story plausible. I am going to leave the story up, but I am rewriting it to be not illegal and make sense. When I get it all done, I'll replace all chapters at once :) 12/15/22