Chapter 2.
Dear Johanna.
I dont think I can hold it mutch longer. Today three men died, one of them was Gerorge our field commander.
As if not water was our biggest problem we also lost radio contakt with the rest of the world today, this makes communicating alot harder.
The only way for me to send my letters to you is by making John ride his wheelchair across the Saudi-Arabian desert and all the way to America.
Anyway, I have thought alot about our wedding lately.
I realy want to do it over again.... because of the insident i mean, I realy didnt mean to smash our wdding cake in your brothers face and push your mother off the balcony.
Anyway.. all good wishes to you my love and send more soda!
Av: Einar G.M.
Dear Johanna.
I dont think I can hold it mutch longer. Today three men died, one of them was Gerorge our field commander.
As if not water was our biggest problem we also lost radio contakt with the rest of the world today, this makes communicating alot harder.
The only way for me to send my letters to you is by making John ride his wheelchair across the Saudi-Arabian desert and all the way to America.
Anyway, I have thought alot about our wedding lately.
I realy want to do it over again.... because of the insident i mean, I realy didnt mean to smash our wdding cake in your brothers face and push your mother off the balcony.
Anyway.. all good wishes to you my love and send more soda!
Av: Einar G.M.
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Jævlig bra.
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