Dear Daisy, Bo and Cooter (Duke at Heart)
I am very sorry for everything that has happened lately, ignoring you and snapping on you; not to mention fighting with Bo and Cooter. I was avoiding you a lot and I have no way to explain why, all I have left to say is I am sorry.
I did the morning chores and if you have already been to Bo's room then I have an explanation to make, if not then I guess you had better look. Either way you will find my stuff is gone, I decided it was time to leave; the house is getting way to small, the town is getting way to small. I know you will be worried about my well-being, just like I am worried about yours, because that's how family works; but I will figure out a way to change my bandages on my own and if I can't then I can find my way to a hospital nearby and get a nurse's help.
It is still very hard to explain why I acted the way I did, or why I flinched when you changed the bandages; it is very difficult, but I must do some explaining:
First off, I wasn't mad at Bo for not saving me, I was glad I saved him, but he joked around about it and it bugged me a little. I know he didn't do it on purpose nor should I have pushed him, but that's the way it happened for that I am truly sorry.
Second, tell Cooter I don't remember what I did to him, but I know that I did it while I was drunk. Though I would blame it on that, but I don't believe that it was all the alcohol, I believe that I was blinded by my anger.
Third, the toughest part of this letter it goes back to when I was in the marines, which explains why I didn't want to talk about it. When I was MIA I was tortured a lot, the worst they did was burn my right arm and squeeze it to hold me down while I screamed, with me being distracted they punched me constantly. Whenever you would touch my right arm with the bandages it reminded me of that causing me to flinch. I thought that if I could drink I would be able to drink my problems and memories away; but I was wrong.
Another part of the problem was the dreams; the dreams were part of the torture which caused me to lose a lot of sleep. So you can understand better this is what happened during them:
Sgt Duke, can you hear us? Sgt Duke?"
"Corporal Bear I don't think he is with us, look at the burns on his right arm. He was tortured really bad, it explains why he is unconscious it looks like they took a bat to his head"
"Sgt Duke, Can you hear us? Please Respond Sgt Duke."
"Corporal Livingston he is shaking me off, you and corporal Bear need to help me carry him to safety."
Luke punched his friends and ran off, then heard a gunshot, turning around he saw his comrade's fall to the ground.
I left so I wouldn't hurt you anymore, just know I love you all and I wish for the best.
Love: Luke
P.S. Tell Uncle Jesse when he returns that I am sorry for leaving but I at least did the chores and I will call once I get to where I am going.
