”She’s actually leaving,” she whispers to herself. ”My wife is going back to war.” ”What if something happens?” ”Will she be safe?” ”What if she gets hurt?” ”What if she doesn’t come home at all?” It was that very thought that caused Alice to breakdown in tears. Tasha not coming home at all was her biggest and greatest fear. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up when she thought about the nightmares she had. Her coming home greeted by two men in uniform and Tasha lying in some body bag. No matter how hard she tried to understand she always fell short in trying to make since as to why her wife would want to be a part of institution that damn near ruined her career when it was discovered she was gay. I mean sure things had gotten better but Alice still had her suspensions. She didn’t agree with the war nor the politics that came along with it. It was something Tasha felt the need to be a part of and Alice wanted to support her. So many negative thoughts filled her head and before she knew it she leaned over resting her head on the edge of the sink breaking down crying uncontrollably.

Tasha enjoyed her shower, it was the last time she would be able to enjoy a nice hot shower in her own home for a while. She turned the shower off and stepped out grabbing her towel and begun to dry herself off. As she was drying her arms off she heard what sounded like crying. She immediately wrapped the towel around her waist not bothering to put on a shirt and walked towards the kitchen. As she walked towards the kitchen she could hear Alices heart wrenching cries. When she got to the kitchen she didn’t announce that she was in the room. Seeing Alice breakdown it felt like her heart had fallen out of her chest.

”Al,” Tasha tenderly called her name.

As soon as Alice heard her name she stood up refusing to face Tasha wiping the tears from her eyes. ”Oh hey Tash how was your shower I was just finishing up cleaning these few dishes,” she says in attempt to act like nothing was wrong.