So Many Gone

Photo by Trish Nankivell

General Turpentine pulled into the gas station.  When the attendant came to his car, he recognized him.  “It’s Sergeant McCoy, isn’t it?”

The young man smiled.  “Yes, Sir.”

“It’s good to see you but why are you here?”

“It’s the only job I could get.  Over there I was a hero but here, I’m just another colored man.”

General Turpentine shook his head.  “Disgraceful.”

“I can’t complain.  I’m alive when so many of my buddies are gone.  When I got back, I attended Colonel Gerald Tucker’s funeral.”

“Colonel Gerald Tucker?”

“He was Nurse Johnson’s sweetheart.”

Maddie’s young man was dead.

100 Words

This post is for the Friday’s Fictioneers hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  You can find this week’s prompt Here. To read other stories or to participate, click Here.

My apologies for what may be a confusing end for some of you. Maddie is the nurse the General fell in love with. Gerald was the sweetheart she told him about when the General and she first met in North Africa during the war.

I would like to take this opportunity to wish you and your loved ones a very Merry Christmas.