October 4th 1940

My dear Beth,

Hello Beth. Something seems so distant about these letters, it's almost as if I'm talking to a brick wall. It's not your fault, I'm just getting so lonely. We're losing this battle, retreat is the obvious answer and I'm leaving this afternoon on another boat. It seems the rumors were true about our general, we've lost too many men to count.

I have an awful feeling Beth, and nothing good can possibly come from it.

-J