Alas, the moonbeams dimmed and their river dance faded away. Daily she wished that somehow, in some way she could change it all. One disappointment after another left her life, little more than an existence.
Tank is coming home from the war but today she will wait in the kitchen. Her light blond hair, tight in a ponytail, reveals an intense, anxious face. Her sad emerald-green eyes set buried in their sockets, watch in anticipation for the door to open. She will make him something nice to celebrate such a special day.
He’s coming home after his final tour of duty in Afghanistan. Every time he walks through the door a little less of him returns, than what she knew when he left. …show more content…
They manifest as terrible choking spells, but he appears completely unaware of them. She’s intensely concerned for his well-being. When she, asked him about the nightmares he told her, he doesn’t dream. His denial spins her deeper into a spiral of confusion.
She carries a small scar stretching from the top of the right eyebrow, running towards the left side of her ear. She tries every day to forget that it was ever there. It’s a memento, of one of Tank’s denied nightmares. A dream that he has no memory of.
In the beginning, they were passionately in love with each other. Slowly all the beauty and splendor of their lives the military stole away from them.
When she told Tank they were going to have a baby, he was distant. It should have been one of the happiest days of their lives. It wasn’t, Tank was cold and seemed