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Maria C
is on page 194 of 290
6 September 1940 (What day is it, even?)
Dear Paul,
From the day you came into my kitchen with that basket of cabbages, you’ve been there. Always with me, like the wind. But that first time I found a letter from you in the post, my heart leapt as it never had before. You rushed right over me and I knew I was in love.
I wish you were here with me to feel the wind. It’s poetry in itself.
Love,
Maisie
— Jun 04, 2026 11:20AM
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Dear Paul,
From the day you came into my kitchen with that basket of cabbages, you’ve been there. Always with me, like the wind. But that first time I found a letter from you in the post, my heart leapt as it never had before. You rushed right over me and I knew I was in love.
I wish you were here with me to feel the wind. It’s poetry in itself.
Love,
Maisie
Maria C
is on page 166 of 290
Sue,
May 22, 1916
(...)
Do you remember what you said to me when we first met at King’s Cross? The very first words you spoke? You glided over to me and, as I was struggling to think of something intelligent to say, you said, “There you are.” I often think of that, Sue. Here I am. No matter where I am in the world, “Here I am.”
Davey
— May 31, 2026 02:57PM
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May 22, 1916
(...)
Do you remember what you said to me when we first met at King’s Cross? The very first words you spoke? You glided over to me and, as I was struggling to think of something intelligent to say, you said, “There you are.” I often think of that, Sue. Here I am. No matter where I am in the world, “Here I am.”
Davey
Maria C
is on page 165 of 290
I’ve never read Mark Twain, but I agree that Poe is thrilling. I remember reading “The Tell-Tale Heart” as a girl one night, in bed with a candle stub I pilfered from church. I was certainly punished for stealing the candle, because after I finished the book and blew out the candle, I couldn’t sleep a wink. I was quite positive that I heard the beating of the heart downstairs.
— May 25, 2026 12:44PM
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Maria C
is on page 125 of 290
A chance letter that began years of correspondence… depending on the workings of the post, they wrote to each other more often than the tides and the phases of the moon. Not even the war could halt what had begun between them.
121
— May 20, 2026 05:16PM
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Maria C
is on page 66 of 290
I should have told you, should’ve taught you to steel your heart. Taught you that a letter isn’t always just a letter. Words on the page can drench the soul. If only you knew.
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— May 17, 2026 12:25PM
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Maria C
is on page 7 of 290
My breath
my light,
the one my heart flies toward
For Jim
— May 16, 2026 03:07PM
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my light,
the one my heart flies toward
For Jim
