It started with a letter…
No, actually, it started with a project. I had to write three letters to a soldier who was deployed somewhere overseas. That’s how I got his name, and that’s how my life changed.
Before I know it, I’m in love. And I haven’t even heard his voice or ever seen him outside of a single group photo. How crazy is that?
The thing is, there’s some weird chemistry happening between us. The more we write, the more we both fall. But is this real? Or is it make believe created by the distance that separates us? If we ever meet, I guess then we’ll know.
