Changed

Photo by Miles Rost

“What’s wrong with Daddy?” Sara asked her mother.

“Nothing, Honey.  He just doesn’t want to be disturbed, that’s all.  Run along now.”

“Are you sure he’s okay?” Jack asked.  “He’s not like himself.”

“War does that to people.  Now, be careful going across the bridge.  Make sure you hold Sara’s hand tightly so that she doesn’t run off.”

“Mommy, if we see the beautiful insect, can we bring it home?”

“No, Sara.”

“But—“

“Oh, come along,” Jack said impatiently.

Jane watched them go.  They too had noticed that their father had changed.  The war and something else were responsible.

100 Words

This is part eight of the story about General Turpentine and Maddie, the African-American nurse he met and fell in love with during World War II.

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.

36 comments

    • Dear Rochelle,

      Yes, it does and having another love interest only complicates matters. And you’re right. Someone is going to get hurt. I’m glad you’re hooked. Stay tuned 🙂

      Shalom,
      Adele

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  1. War changes people and the way they see their future, perceive their relationships and how they react to it. Thought-provoking. Without the war he may not have followed the new love.

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  2. Here’s another example of “hidden victims.” No matter what Daddy’s going through, it’s going to have an adverse affect on the children, and they’ll never understand. It doesn’t look too good for Mommy either.

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