Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of Woundswork early tomorrow. I am closing the letter now.Good night sweetheart!Kisses and hugs, from your Mita…The no. 8 letter, Berat, 5.1.59P.S. I am including here 4 envelopes and 8 letters that Ihave home right now.M.…Tuk, my honey!This time I came to see you happier than ever. I would not goto sleep in hotel but to Durres, and the next day me and yourmother would come to meet you. But she was not home. She wasin Tirana to Kola, because Filip was with his family on holidaysin Dardha. I stayed two days on Durres to my aunt Toninja andthen I left for Tirana, I told Besnik to go and notify the motherthat I had arrived and I waited her to hotel. She didn’t come thatevening but on Thursday, August 20. I had bought everythingI had thought and we came to meet you.My honey! I can’t express by words how much worried Iwas when I heard about your health! I was on the road and Ihad to be strong but even now I think I am not able to breathe.I tried a lot that day to give them the prepared things foryou (they got only the cigarettes, the letters of them, and akilo of sugar) and they didn’t let me see you, at least to hearyou for a while. They told to me you were fine and that I mustbe calm but you my sweetheart can understand how littlethose words mean to me. And I couldn’t be calm.My dear Tuk! If I had to sacrifice and pass the difficulties I had todo a lot to be at least a minute over your head. But in this cases manis powerless. Nevertheless I imaginably heard your voice that called37