A Russian woman wrote to her husband in the Gulag:

A Russian woman wrote to her husband in the Gulag:

Vladimir, my love, * I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant the potato garden this year. I’m just too weak* to be digging up a garden plot. If only you were here, my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me.

Love Maria

A few days later, she received a letter from her husband:

Dearest Maria, Not for nothing, but don’t dig up that garden. That’s where I buried the gold bars! Love, Vlad

At 4 a.m. the next morning, KGB agents arrived at the old house and dug up the entire area. However, they didn’t find any gold, so they eventually gave up and left.

That same day, Maria received another letter from her husband.

Dear Maria, Go ahead and plant the potatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love, Vlad

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