March 14th, 1940.

{Writing}

Dear, Louis:

Sweetheart, I am ok. I'm alive and well. I've gotten your letters and have read them all. I haven't wrote back because it's very rough here. We have to protect ourselves and never stop, no matter what. I'm fighting for you and our people. We have to keep fighting, my dear. Even though we barely get sleep and even food.

I know you miss me. I miss you too. I hope we can work things out when I get back. If I get back, that is. Hopefully I do. Just keep praying and hope. I can't write for long, so I'm going to end it here. I love you, sweetheart. Take care.

Love, Harry.
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Finally Harry rights back!
I know you guys have been waiting😊 until next time.xX😘