I sit here and write this in the hopes that maybe - just maybe - that you will help. I know that I have a lot to explain and fair number of things that I will need to attone for especially in the eyes of most of the family. But for now I'm hoping that you can set that aside. For now, I need your help ... they know where I am. No one back home knows that I'm still alive. Now you do, I sincerely hope that I can trust you with this information. I can't lose all that I've fought for - especially like this. I'm hoping that this reaches you before any prying eyes will see this and read it. With no true options to take but this one I just hope that this reaches you before it is too late.
As always wishing you well,
Your loving sister.
I sent my letter a week ago. Hoping and wishing that it isn't bad and hopeless news that keeps my brother from responding to my letter in way form or another ... or maybe his silence is his answer? I just don't know anymore!