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Dear Katie,
You’re not home. I was so hopeful that you would be. But you’re not. No one is. The food that I’ve stored for you is still there. I took them, I’m sorry. I left you a note.
I told you we, Luca and I, were heading west. Luca said that his family’s in there, that they heard of a refugee center that was run by the military. Maybe you’re there too. I just had to take that chance.
I cried Katie, I cried for you. I miss you. Luca said that we’ll find each other soon. Eventually.
Something tells me that he’s an optimist. And you know as well as I, that I hate optimists. But that’s all I have now. Optimism and Hope.
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