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It's been a while since my last letter, I'm sure you've missed me. Haha! Anyways, it's not my fault, I've tried to contact you in every possible way. We didn't have internet in the home they brought me to, but one of the nurses promised to send my letters to you. They must have gotten lost in the mail though, I'm sure the address you gave me was legit.
Enough about that, now that I'm out, and I have a phone again, I'd just like to tell you how anxious I am to see you again. The children feel the same way. Or at least I think so, they don't let me see them anymore, but that'll change when you come home. It's easy to bully single mothers like me, but a big man like you will show them.
That's all for now, I hope everything's going well at the pilot convention.
Your lovely wife
I'm so sorry.
After our son died, may the lord watch over him, I was confused and distraught. I had no one to lean on, you weren't here to comfort me, like you used to in the past. Before this horrible business trip...
I shouldn't make excuses, I can't blame this on you. I'll come right out with it: I cheated on you. It happened so suddenly, we met on the rift and hit it off immediately. Before I knew it, we were sleeping on mic.
I can't bear the shame anymore. Every time I look at the children, I'm reminded of you, and I realize what a wh*re I am. Please, forgive me. I know you were about to come home for christmas from your mission at the tank corps, please, don't let this horrible mistake deter you. You don't want to see me, that's fine, but for the sake of the children, come back.
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I have no jokes for you today. There's no cause for joy, not today, maybe not ever. He's dead. Our oldest son is dead.
It happened yesterday, when we went out to get ice cream. We were standing by the crosswalk, the cars were racing past. That's when he noticed a man accross the street, who looked just like you. He shouted your name, and ran out into traffic. Oh god... It's horrible to think about...
I don't blame you, I would never, but I can't help but think, that if you came home, or maybe just responded to our messages this wouldn't have happened. I'm sorry, it's not your fault and getting angry won't bring him back. All I can ask is that you return to us. I know he was your favourite, I know you'll be mortified when you read this, but remember, we have 3 other little angels, who need their father.
With love and unfathomable sorrow,
your wife
great news again!
I'VE GIVEN BIRTH TO A BEAUTIFUL BOY!
He has your name and my eyes, our perfect little child. I'm sure he'll be just as succesful as his father is. You have to be succesful with how long you've been on this business trip. Don't worry though, I'm keeping myself for you, you won't have anything to be ashamed of once you come back. You will come back, right? Maybe even today, haha...
Your older son has been asking more often about you lately, I think he really misses his father. Then there's the little one! Think about what growing up without a father would be like for our little pilot! Yes, of course, he will be a pilot just like his father, and you'll be here to train him, right ahaha? Anyways, please come home.
With love and longing,
your wife and children <3
P.S.: what do you think about having a fourth kid? Be sure to think it over, that's what I'll be doing until my next letter.