Chapter II: Two Letters

July 10, 1941
Greetings Private Romero,
Oh, that sounds so formal, doesn’t it? I’d rather just call you Pete. It seems rather silly of me to be writing this so soon after we said goodbye on my front step but I want you to be among the first to get mail when you arrive at the base. So, after we said our farewell, I ran up to my room and grabbed a pen and paper to write this note.
I don’t want you to think I am the kind of girl that does this often. No sir, let me assure you, I will only write to one soldier at a time and that soldier is you. I’m sure Ruth will have something to say about that but she isn’t home yet anyway. Besides, considering her behavior lately, I’m not sure I give a flying fig what she thinks. Sorry if that sounded a little harsh. Sometimes I get a little tired being the buffer between her and dad. You know what happens to a buffer? It gets worn out, that’s what!
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