I don’t want to be bold my darling but I feel terribly downcast to be here all alone day in & day out. Won’t you please try & come home to me soon? The meals I’m getting are getting worse everyday I don’t feel like eating anymore. All I ate today all day was bread & coffee. Soon I’ll not even eat that much anymore. It’s no fun like this, my darling. You’ll agree with me, I’m sure.

“Wallie”

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