The Eighth Letter
Jun. 4, 1941
Respected Sergeant Barnes,
I am shocked you kept such an accomplishment a secret from me for so long. Nevertheless, words cannot express the pride blooming from my chest as I read your recount of military life. I do wish you could detail it more precisely, but I understand that now is a time of caution in a world of espionage.
I suppose I can wait until your glorious return.
To read that you miss me equally as much as I, you, means the world. Often of late, I have found myself reminiscing about our life before this war began... please tell me I am not alone in that.
Most Kindly Yours,
Steven
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