My dear Victor … Your loving Girlie xxxxxxxx


You may need to magnify this  copy of a letter to my father penned by an affectionate admirer in 1918 from 4 Richmond Hill, Bournemouth, England, while he was recovering from a near-fatal gunshot wound, but it illustrates well the many thousands of romances that blossomed through the Great War, indeed, one might argue, in spite of it, and of course, triggered in my mind the romance between Snow and Cozette, which forms such an important element of Wounded: a Great War novel.

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