Mary set the table for three.

Only one dined.

Her husband went to war.

He came back in a beautiful decorated box.

Poor Amy

Sweet Amy.

She loved her father.

Whistled like him.

Copied his laugh.

Constantly following him around and making drawings for him.

Everything stopped when he came back in the casket.

Amy’s first time learning about death.

Not because of her fish or hamster.

Because of her father.

She cried and stopped talking.

Because she had seen his body being lowered into the ground.

Then she got sick.

For three days.

101 Fever

102 Fever

110 Fever.

She was rushed to the hospital.

She feel asleep.

She never woke back up.

Mary got up.

She sat on Amy’s bed.

Her room was untouched.

Her husband’s uniform hung high above Amy’s bed.

She walked over to the window.

Took a look at the sky.

She cried.

She looked up again.

How could He do this to her?

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