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    Home – Chapter 7

    Story written on August 13, 2007 by tylo.
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    Sam came out of the bathroom. Marina heard the door shut and asked Jodie to get her a wife beater while Sam took care of her shoulder. Sam was cleaning the wound while Marina was gritting her teeth. “Getting shot is such a bitch,” she said.

    Hey babe I was so glad to get your last letter it made me smile. I miss you so much even though we have been here only 2 months, I like the town we are in. The people are nice. They want the same thing. All want a safe place to raise their family, a car and a decent job. I think that gets lost in all the politics on both sides. Right now all we have been doing is patrolling, but you know that can change at any minute. Today we saw our first sand storm. I have never seen so much sand. It got in everything. It took about two hours to clean up. Last night I dreamed about the time that we went kayaking for the weekend. Got to go chow time I love you Tasha.

    The next entry was 3 weeks later:

    Hey I know that you want me to write in this everyday, sometimes I just can’t. Well things are the same here, patrolling.. eating and getting to know the people in the town. I have been dreaming of you for two days the first one was a hottttttttttttttttttttttttt dream. Man I was really missing you when I woke up. The second one I was just walking through the house and you were getting ready for work and eating breakfast then I woke up. Are you ok? The first chance I get I am calling home. We were driving and hit a roadside bomb, I am fine but a solder did get killed. When you see this, it reminds us all of the dangers that come with being here.

    At the lake Alice sat down and opened the book it was dated 2003:
    Al you have been gone two months and I miss you so much. The first week was hard I rarely slept, when I did it was at the hospital. I could not sleep in our bed. I got your letter I was over the moon. Well the hospital is going well. I am working doubles most nights, I redid the bathroom we now have a new a bigger tub and a bigger shower I went with beach accessories, I can’t wait for you to try out the tub with me Tonight I got a call from Marina we are having lunch tomorrow. I saw 20 patients today and last night I set a 8 year old boys arm after he fell out of his tree house and broke it, he wanted a blue cast, I love you Tasha.

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