I hate to think it could be someone I know...surely it's not.
Sam,
I know you don't read this...maybe you will someday...but I love you and miss you. Come home safe. We'll go to our bar in the middle of nowhere in my Camaro and have a Corona, just like when I dropped you off at the airport last time. Be so careful. I don't know what I'd do if I never saw you again.
Love,
Ash
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