Her body begs to be taken away and put into a warm bed with the sheets pulled high, even though nothing can help now.
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I decide to make the most of the time we got left before she gets too big for this small town.
Steven HerrickTag: time small-town make-the-most-of-it too-big
I rush to her side and touch her cold skin, hoping against hope for a pulse.
Steven HerrickTag: touch pulse hoping cold-skin rush-to-her-side
I've tried praying. It gives me comfort. But not as much as a cup of tea and a ginger nut biscuit.
Steven HerrickTag: comfort praying cup-of-tea ginger-nut-biscuit
Pretty girls kissed me on victory day, their lips soft red petals brushing my face.
Steven HerrickTag: kiss face pretty-girls lips red-petals victory-day
He hands the page to his wife and looks across the room to Colleen's picture, listening to her absence, breathing deeply the air she can't share.
Steven HerrickTag: breathing absence air share
After the war I was going to make up for lost time. But the time I spent away, it's still lost. No matter what I do, it stays lost.
Steven HerrickTag: war lost-time stay-lost time-away
Men walk through tragedy, quietly, calm and precise on the outside, tearing themselves to shreds inside.
Steven HerrickTag: tragedy calm inside outside precise quetly tearing-yourself-to-shreds
He looks a hell of a lot like me, only a fair bit older.
Steven HerrickTag: father older looks-like-me
He did what he could, and that was more than enough.
Steven HerrickTag: do-what-you-can more-than-enough
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