Letters from Gregory

Love Spark-from Gregory Sudson

I do not know if this is you Love. If you're her mother, don't even think about taring this up. Oh Love, I have so much to tell you, first, I am obviously not dead, I survived, I thanked god that you did not return, did you? Anyway, I was cured by a young student nurse, she saved my life, at such a young age-15. But I need to get back, I'm in Yorkshire at the moment. But there is something else, well, a few things.... First, I'll give you the happy news! I got a Leonberger. I couldn't stop them from killing the other one, they did the same to me that they did to the dog, so you'll see that if the dog died, I could've as well...
Bad news...I don't know how I'm confident enough to write this, but, well, my parents died. They sent me a letter while I was still in war camp, but I thought I'd tell you when I got back, but that didn't exactly go to plan, did it? No. Well, my mother had Cancer, you know, we all know. But my mother died only a few months back, and- my dad was in distraught losing her and, simply help a gun to his head... There's not much I can say, other than please back me on the hard and rocky road, tell me everything's going to be alright. You're lucky, you still have your mother, and she's a right- I can't say because there's no way to describe her ways, but my parents meant so much to me, you know that, they treated you like a queen and everyone else the same. Sorry.
I know I rushed into things, but don't get all angry and worked up like you always do, show me some love for once.

From votre amour,
                         Gregory xxx