Dearest Angel,
Keep your chin up love. As long as you come back alive it doesn't matter what those Loyalist bastards are doing. When you are home all you have to worry about it Albert insisting we get another dog. You only need to sit on the porch and watch the sunsets with me, while Margie sits at our feet. We can visit Beth and watch our son grown into a fine young man. We'll never have to fear seeing that black car again and we can thank Tutala, Chael, and Lorein for getting you home safe.
Albert is missing you a lot lately almost every day he pulls your letters out of the box I have stored them in and reads them in silence. He hugs Rosey close and occasionally whispers in her ear. While I can't tell what he says I know he is sending you his love, even though it's not in a letter.
Lovingly,
Sam
