a young soldier returns home to an unexpected gift |
He saw it blowing in the breeze as he walked up the dirt driveway. He stopped and stared at the clothesline. The breeze gently and carefully lifted the tiny white dress bleached by the sun. No one told him, no one said a word. His beautiful wife left alone without family. Why didn't she write? Why didn't she let him know? His child, his very first child! She should have written. He slowly walked to the open screen door. Should he knock? Should he call her name? He raised his hand to open the door. he saw the man inside holding a child. He knocked once, then twice and called her name. Angel, it's me, Tom. I'm back from the war. The man came to the door holding the child. Can I help you? the man asked him. Is Angel here? Tell her Tom is home. I've done with the war. I'm home for good. Angel isn't here anymore. I'm her brother you see. The Lord took Angel when she gave birth to this child. Are you Tom, her beloved? She said to tell you this is her gift to you. And she was sorry she had to go. Meet your daughter Nicky, she's been waiting for her father to come join her at home. 45 lines 219 words |