Dear Mama,
Mama, I know you sent me to the army so that I would be protected when I fit nowhere else, but I can't just hide in the background anymore. They have figured out what I am, and I am now an instrument of war. The routine was good for me, and now...Mom I am lost. And I miss you more than I have ever missed you in the 8 years since you sent me here. I hope you write back...you never have before. Love, your youngest son, Cameron















