Lost Love

My mother was engaged to a young soldier who went off to the war proclaiming his love and promising to write. No letters ever arrived.

Not long after she had met and married my father, her fiance re-appeared to ask why she had deserted him so completely. They met in secret.

"You never wrote," she replied.
"No, you never wrote," he said. "I wrote every day."

Turned out my grandmother, who did not much like this young soldier, had been hiding his letters.

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