I love you, Sarah. There are some things that can't be written... in a letter. I'm not good with words.
You're fine with words. I never thought you'd come. I dreamed about it at night when the sea sounded like wind through the grasses. I thought about it at night when Caleb had bad dreams. I saw your face everywhere, Jacob, everywhere. I'd look at the sea and see your face there, and in the sky. When I looked at Anna and Caleb you were there. Once in the street I saw somebody that looked like ...
Martha: M'appari tutt'amor (Ach so fromm, ach so traut)
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