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Kimmy slowly walked towards the mailbox praying to see a letter from her baby’s father, praying he was alive and well. The little nagging voice was back in her head.
That is why he isn’t writing, that’s why he wont respond.’ It screamed in her head.
The army hadn’t sent her, her husband’s check.
All just
had her first name on them.
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