After getting that hurtful, angry letter from Bobby, I immediately wrote him back. I could hardly see the words on the paper as I wrote. My tears were streaming down my cheeks so hard.
I could not bear the thought that he would no longer be a part of my life ever again. I could not lose him again.
He had not said much in his letter to me…only that he should never have trusted me, that I was a stupid child and he hoped I would grow up some day…and of course…everything said with so much anger.
In my letter, I begged Bobby to please read my letters again…how could he not know how much I loved him…how much I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life!
I told him that the only letter I had received from him was his first letter weeks ago…the one he had sent me after returning from his leave…and now this horrible one.
Why hadn’t he written to me? I asked… hadn’t he received my letters?
Please call me! I begged him.
I told him I just couldn’t understand what was happening or what he was saying…it was like he was talking about another person…not me.
Please, I had said…and…and then…
I gave the letter to my mother to mail.