We were in town again today. It was really strange; men in grey jackets were standing in strict and straight lines. They were with waving goodbye to their kids and wives. Tom Halmont’s son was standing in the front. I don’t really know where these men are going? Must be going on some trip somewhere considering the baggage they have on their backs. When we got home, Father had several maps spread out all across the dinner table. He looks like he is planning for something, something big. When Tristan asked he said, “The time has come to fight for what we believe in.” I knew my father was a passionate person, but I didn’t understand what the big deal was. I guess everything is happening fast now. Looks like there’s still more to come.
Love,
Abigail
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