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    Home – Chapter 7

    The next on is dated 4 weeks later:

    Al I found the letter you left on top of the box of my favorite shoes. I am pissed and more in love with you at the same time. Only you can do that to me all at once. Lol

    (The letter)
    Hey Tasha I love you more than I can ever tell you or show you, I also know that me being in the army has not been the easiest thing to deal with, but you love me in spite of that and you also understand that it makes me who I am. I have had several life insurance policies for years and the day you became my wife I was so happy. I wanted you to be provided for; you can find them in the safe. The house I left to you. Now comes the hard part I joined the Special Forces within the Army it means that we can’t discuss it. I might go on a mission and never come home, if asked my family will be told I died in combat nothing more. But go to Lt Andrews he will tell you what he can. I did tell him that you’re my wife (This is where don’t ask don’t tell sucks they need to change that shit lol). My sister, Dana please watch out for her for me. I love you forever Al.

    Alice how could you join some Ops group without telling me I could kick you ass right now and the fact that I have not heard from you in weeks makes me mad and sad. Today is a mad day, I hate the fucking Army and I hate that your not home with me having dinner right now.

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    At Marina’s, Jodie helped her get into bed. The TV was on but neither was paying it any real attention.

    “So what are you doing tomorrow?” asked Marina.

    “I have a meeting with Kate Walker, were going to do a show together…. a mixture of some of our old stuff and few new pieces from each of us, and 3 collaboration pieces tomorrow we look at the space and pick out the pieces we want to show. The showing will be toward the beginning of next month I hope. My last show did really well, so I am not a starving artist right now” she chuckled.

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