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The Letter
It was a cold day on May 12th, 1915 as Sadie Carson sat down in the well loved, but freshly padded rocking chair that her grandfather had carved over sixty years ago. The young woman had just finished her chores for the evening and was waiting on her husband. Five minutes later Sadie’s husband, Paul came into the light blue sitting room from plowing the fields and kissed her forehead before noticing the letter on his wife’s lap, yet to be opened. Paul knew all too well who had written it even without the faint scent of rose perfume that wafted through the air, the person who had taken the time to write the letter always used it before mailing anything to his wife, for that was her favorite scent. He patted his wife’s hand lovingly as he took the hot cup of coffee from his usual mug on the table beside Sadie, she always made coffee right before Paul came inside each evening. Sadie’s curly, long, light red hair started to fall from its neat braided bun as she let out a soft sigh before carefully opening the letter. Paul smiled softly as his wife of ten years handed him the letter to read out loud, an act that she loved whenever he was home. Paul sat down in the matching rocking chair before he put on his reading glasses and started to read “ My dearest Sadie, the weather is warm in Colorado, the mountains are beautiful and the crops are plentiful, but I didn’t write to you to talk about the weather or the changing landscape. I have given this a great deal of thought and I’ve decided to take you up on your offer that you had made last winter. That’s right, I’m moving to Maine. I can’t wait to see you and baby Noah, I bet that he’s gotten so big since I saw him last. Paul will have his hands full when his son starts to work with him, I’m sure. I have some news that I would like to share with you and Paul when I arrive in two weeks time. With all my love, Sylvia E. Hollingsworth. P.S. please kiss little Noah for his godmother.”
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Soon, Paul carefully folds the letter again and puts it in the box along with the others on the mahogany desk before going over to his wife and taking her into his arms as she weeps into his chest. Sadie cries for the first time in three weeks, she cries for Paul and for their son. Her little boy survived for four months before he passed like his siblings. Noah’s parents had prayed and hoped with bated breath that he would make it since Sadie was able to carry him to term unlike the five babies before him. Paul held Sadie for what seemed like hours to the couple, but in reality it was only about an hour until her heart wrenching sobs ceased before she heard Paul whisper “ sweetheart, the letter was sent two weeks ago, Sylvia should be arriving soon. Would you like to change your dress and then we can go down to the station together or would you like to wait here while I go into town to see if she has arrived?” Sadie didn't move, so Paul went to the ba
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