November 9, 1917.
Dear Alexander,
I felt I must write to tell you how much I miss you. I miss your smile, your warm hugs, and the feeling of being around you. I miss it when you use to hold me tight at night. Where you at right now? I haven't heard from you in a while.
Here back home, it's dull. Dull as pennies from the ancient
Don't worry about me, Riley and Zach back home. We're all fine. However, we miss you! Riley's grade 6 graduation is soon and she's always asking me if you're going to be there. I can't help but conceal my tears and say "lets hope he'll be back home by then". Write back soon.
Your dearest wife,
Jacqueline.
P.S I love you.
A really nice job on this, Haneen! (As usual!)
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