Page 23 of Narrow Margins

“Can you talk about your time fighting?” His voice is barely a whisper.

“I can, but not tonight. Let’s just say it was hard, dirty and painful, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.” I want to stop this now.

“Not even when you lost your leg?”

“No, not even for that. So many lost so much more, this is a harsh reminder that the world should be a better place than it is. War is not the answer, but it has become the norm. it’s easier to hate and fight than it is to talk and learn. Now, come here.”

Griff’s eyes widen when I pull him into my arms. “I just want to hold you; I can’t believe you’re here. I would lie in this bed after your trial and replay our night together, wishing it had never ended. I would see your face as you sighed into my touch, the sounds you made as I entered you and made you come. They were imbedded in my mind but the reality faded and I would wonder if I had imagined it, that I had exaggerated what had happened. Was it really that good or was I pretending to myself?”

“You know, there’s only one way to find out.”

“Yeah, I know and that’s what I’m afraid of.” I answer honestly.