Letters for Kimbellanne

My Dearest Kimbellanne,
It's been weeks since you dropped me off at the unit, kissed me goodbye and then drove off, refusing to look back at me, like we planned. I still keep thinking about the night before, when we were sitting in that coffee shop. You kept asking me what I'd do if I'd been called up. I laughed it off, but now I don't think it's that funny. It's like you knew it was coming.Even after the call, I assumed that it was just an alert. You know how the company loves to alert us, ge...