The Final Letter
May 23rd, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Thelma raced to the door when she heard the clang of the mailbox. She looked forward to the mail. It gave her hope on these bleak days. Only one envelope today. It was from PFC Herman Davis, dated July 14, 1944.
She ran back in the house, her hands shaking. The screen door bounced closed behind her. “Jesse, Jesse,” she called for her husband. It was too soon. She just buried Freeman last week.
“What’s wrong,” Jesse asked.
“Here, here,” she said handing him the envelope.
Jesse instantly knew what it was. This was Freeman’s last letter before he died.
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