The return

Son,

When you read this letter, I will have long disappeared. Please, don’t hate me. I wanted to explain all this to you, but I was never sure how.

I love you with my heart, but there are also things daddy must do. It’s a bit like going to school. You don’t like to, but you have to do it, and you have to learn. I don’t like leaving, but I have to leave so that I can learn.

I will be home in a year. I’ll write everyday. I promise.

I promise.

I love you.

 

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