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August 28, 1943

IOWA CITY, IOWA

Dear Glory,

After I sent that last letter to you I almost ran down to the post office to steal it back. But when I thought about digging through all those V-mails, burying myself under a mountain of hopes and fears and flop-sweat, well, I just couldn’t. I let my words go.

And now I’ve offended you, haven’t I?

I treasure Sal’s and Toby’s letters. When they come I breathe a little easier, and let myself think of the future.

But when I receive a letter from you I make a pot of tea, and sit down with it like an old, dear friend. My life would be darker without them, Glory.

Please write back.

Sincerely,

Rita