Monday, August 20, 2012

A letter from R.

So I spoke with N.'s husband. He really looks different. He smiled all the time but looked strange. The war changed him. He didn't speak about anything. He just looked at us and smiled. When I asked when was the last time he saw you and if you were OK he just smiled and started singing a stupid war song. Then he told me not to worry and that everything will be fine.  
I don't trust him...

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