Dear Soldier Boy

Dear Soldier Boy by Maxwell Tibor Read Free Book Online

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Authors: Maxwell Tibor
your partner, and I have no idea if I am justified in my desire to punch him. But you did avoid giving any more clues, so well played, Civilian Girl, we will make a spy out of you yet.
    Point number seven: the hint. Verificare? Is that verify in Italian? What would I need to verify? That you are killing me?

Just tell me one thing: is your partner the guy in the tux? You know, from the picture with you in the red dress that makes me think ungentlemanly things? Yeah, that one.

Ok, well, I better sign off before I go off-script. I've covered everything on my list. You've seen what happens when I get off-topic.

Great, now I'm thinking about you in your colossal bed. And things were going so well. I was being a gentleman, and I hadn’t mentioned cannibalism in at least a page. Oh well.
    Good night, Civilian Girl.

Love,

Soldier Boy

Oh! I almost forgot. I put in two more pictures, just so you know I am not grossly deformed. The first one was taken on my last tour. I was on the Pakistani border. The lighting isn’t great, but that is me in front of the tank. The second picture is Luke and I when I was three, I think. Luke was two. And yes, my dad gave us buzz cuts as soon as we had hair. I'm not even sure why I have the picture on my phone, but now you can see what Patton will probably look like. And Dunwoody is a great name. Let’s face it, my daughter will be able to shut down any haters. She will probably be about your size at birth. Let me apologize in advance for the size of our babies. Yeah, that is going to be rough. But you are strong, and anesthesia has come on a long way since women were biting on sticks to muffle the screams. But still…I’m sorry.
 
     
    Chapter Nine
    [email protected] Sent 1/20/15
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    Dear Soldier Boy,                                                                                                  
    First of all, I’m so happy that the toppings made their way to your stomach. And I’m glad that you shared your insatiable appetite with me. Now, I know our honeymoon location will need to be close to civilization so that you do not eat me, per your cannibalistic nature.
    Ha, yes, I have seen Goonies . Such a great movie. Goonies Forever! I love those rocks in the water. When I was in Spain, I saw similar rock structures. It made me think of Goonies and the possibility of this special place filled with treasure. I bet you get that same feeling when you look out at the sand dunes in Afghanistan.
    Wow, 6'4" that is really tall. Your legs must be really long too. I bet that’s why you enjoy climbing and giving them such a work out? I’m almost embarrassed to say how tall I am. No, my friends are not Amazonians, they are just average height. I’m 5'3". Well, technically I’m 5'2-½", but I’m a smidge above the halfway point, so I think it makes sense to round up.
    The guy in the tux is my boyfriend. Ha! Just kidding, that’s Julian. He is my go-to date. He has been since high school. Yes, he’s good looking, tall, successful, and funny. But he has never laid a hand on me. I’m not sure if he’s gay, asexual, or just not into me, but anyway. Whenever either of us has some sort of wedding or function requiring a plus one, we call each other. Our parents have tried the whole why-don't-you-two-get-married business, but we just laugh it off and exit the room. Like I said, he’s never mentioned anything sexual to me, so I figure if he wants to share something with me when he’s ready, then he will.
    Tempting to hear your voice. So very tempting, Matthew, but I think I’m going to have some self-control. I feel like it wouldn’t be the same to hear you on a recording. Or, maybe it’s because I’m not sure if I’m ready, or if I would prefer hearing it in real life, like when you’re whispering in my ear as we dance our first dance. ;) Or maybe when

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