I married my high school sweetheart at 73 — after his funeral, his lawyer knocked on my door and said: “You walked right into his TRAP.

And he went on writing to an address I had left for two more years, and then once more in 1974, and then he stopped.

And he kept all nine, including the five he never got into my hands, for fifty-one years.

The two he never had.

And the thing I had to work out is why there are only nine.

Because there are no replies in that box. Mine are not in it.

And I asked Gethin Floyd about it in the June of last year and he did not know, and then Nancy told me in the September.

Alun burned them.

In about 1976, when he started seeing a woman called Petra for a while, he put my two letters on a fire in his father’s yard.

And then he kept his own nine for the next fifty years.

He got rid of the evidence that I had written and kept the evidence that he had.

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