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Chapter 175: Beth

Author: Holly S. Roberts
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From: Nick.Hoffman@us.gov.org

To: Beth.Hoffman@mymail.com

Dear Burpie,

Yeah, you hate that name too. I remember holding you on my shoulder and you vomiting milk down my back and ruining my favorite chick magnet T-shirt. Doesn't matter that I was nine, the chicks loved that shirt. It's funny how those memories are so important here. War sucks and the only thing keeping my head on straight are thoughts of you and talking to Rack. You know, the guy I want you to marry? The only guy who can protect you from your crazy self and make you happy. I think he's half in love with you from the stories I tell him about your wild ways. He also loves talking about his family. He has four brothers and awesome parents. For such a badass, he's a family man. When we're out of this hellhole you'll meet him and understand.

Your chick magnet brother,

Nick

***

Angelo paces in front of me fisting his hands slowly, and a pulse ticks beside his eye. I never take my gaze off him. If he hits me, I want to see i
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