The Last Full Measure
“"Tacy, Tacy, wake up. We have to eat supper." Supper? Isn't it too late? What time is it? I opened my eyes, expecting to see darkness, surprised to see light, but not surprised to hear the gunfire outside.
Mama was leaning over me. I smelled the supper, meat and onions. David stood behind her. He looked disheveled, and he was frowning.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Nothing." I rubbed my eyes, trying to bring my senses forward. "I fell asleep." "Josie said you fell asleep crying. What happened?" h...e asked again. "Who was that man who was here?" There was nothing for it. I had to tell him. "Michael Cameron. Mr. Cameron's son." Both his and Mama's eyes widened as we sat down at the table.
"You don't say." David rubbed his hands and reached for the wine bottle. "So he finally came to see his father. Well, what did Mr. Cameron have to say? Josie?" He looked up at her as she set a bowl of mashed potatoes down in front of him. "You brought him down his supper. Was he happy?" Josie shook her head.MoreLess
Mama was leaning over me. I smelled the supper, meat and onions. David stood behind her. He looked disheveled, and he was frowning.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Nothing." I rubbed my eyes, trying to bring my senses forward. "I fell asleep." "Josie said you fell asleep crying. What happened?" h...e asked again. "Who was that man who was here?" There was nothing for it. I had to tell him. "Michael Cameron. Mr. Cameron's son." Both his and Mama's eyes widened as we sat down at the table.
"You don't say." David rubbed his hands and reached for the wine bottle. "So he finally came to see his father. Well, what did Mr. Cameron have to say? Josie?" He looked up at her as she set a bowl of mashed potatoes down in front of him. "You brought him down his supper. Was he happy?" Josie shook her head.MoreLess
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