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       Memories takes us back a while, don’t they? Back to our earlier years of spending the summers sneaking out trying to see each other. Spending ours on end on the telephone, and writing letters back and forth. What could be more perfect then to look back on ourselves, and know that from the very beginning that it was meant to last forever? I find myself wandering through some of my old journals, reading some of the letters you had given me. Wondering how I even dreamt when you weren’t by my side. I wonder how I could have moved from day to day. You give me a reason to dream, a reason to breath, a reason to sing.
Everything in these past years have made me just want to jump up and scream to the world that I love you....

Avery let her words spread neatly and beautifully onto the paper. Making each and every
letter printed onto the paper perfect. This was one of many letters that she had been sending her husband, Thomas. He had been away for some time over the months. Gone away to war, and to her, it was the hardest thing that she could feel in life. Loneliness.
It was the feeling she had gotten after the first day spending the night alone in her bed. Her mind wandering to the memory of him holding her close to him. Feeling the warmth of his body against hers. It had been the first time he had been deployed away from home. He was always in call’s reach, or in visiting distance. He was in a whole country away from her. She couldn’t even call him.
Avery set the pen down and stood up, walking towards the bedroom window that out looked the lake behind their house. She remembered when he came home to tell her he was leaving to Iraq....

“Thomas, what’s wrong?” Avery asked as she let the spaghetti twirl around with her fork, before placing it in her mouth. She loved the taste of the sauce with the soft noodles, it made her stomach want even more and more.
Thomas sat on the other side of the table, facing his wife Avery. He had been in the army ever since he had gotten out of school. He had went out of state a couple of times, and out of the city, which they lived in, plenty of times. Though, he never quite encountered the request of him leaving the country. Especially to war. How could he tell his wife that? How could he sit here and tell her that in a couple of weeks that he’ll be heading on an air plane to war? He’d be leaving to a country which there would be no telephone lines to call, no visiting area’s. How?
Thomas let his mind wander in and out for a couple of minutes before he sat back in his chair and cleared his throat.  “Avery, I love you.” It wasn’t exactly all of what he wanted to say, but it was a start. Well, what he thought at least.
Avery let her fork hit the glass plate, and when it made a click, she sat back, putting a napkin to her face to wipe away the spaghetti sauce. She could sense that something very wrong was going on, though she couldn’t figure out what. She didn’t need to let her mind worry about him being unfaithful, because, that wasn’t him. She wondered if something went wrong with the Army, and that maybe that they’d have to move. Though, they didn’t move much, just every four or five years, but the four years were coming to an end. Lately, that was she had been a little worried about. They having to move. She didn’t hate it, though she didn’t mind too much. As long as she was with him, she had been a happy gal.
She dropped the napkin to the table and crossed her arms over her chest. “Babe, what’s wrong?”
He didn’t want to answer her. He just hoped that she’d say “I love you back”, but he knew that she could tell that something was up. She had the keen sense, that sixth sense, or something. They both were always in twined, he could feel what she was feeling, and she could feel what he was. “The army wants me stationed somewhere new again.” He said, trying to conjure up the guts to say everything.
Avery bit down on her lip. “Where to? Do we have to move out of state?”
Thomas shook his head. “Not we, me.”
Avery tilted her head in confusion of what he had just said. “You?”
He took a deep breath and slowly let it out. He felt like crying, he didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want to leave his love. “They assigned me to one of the groups that are heading out to Iraq in a couple of weeks.”
Avery felt her stomach drop. Iraq? Thomas? He never had left the country his whole term with the army. They always asked him to sometimes leave the state for a few weeks, but not the country. Not to war.
War? When the word popped into her head it made her tremble. He’d be leaving to a dangerous place. Somewhere he could get hurt, or even worse killed. This was really unexpected news. This was the type of news she never wanted to hear. Though, all she could do was stare at him, not a word could come out of her mouth.
“Avery?” Thomas said as he looked at her. She looked like she went into a trance, and she knew she was already thinking the worst. The worst would be that he would be badly injured or possibly killed. So, instead of waiting for her to say something he stood up and walked over to her. When he got over to her she stood up and leaped into his arms. She was worried, but that was Avery. She worried about plainly anything.
She held him tight. “How long will you be gone?” she asked in a whisper.
“Sixteen months.” Once the words left his mouth he could feel her sink down some. He could tell that the news had been more damaging than he imagined. He thought that she would get angry, or just plainly start asking questions, but he didn’t think that he’d be holding her, and her not saying a word.
Avery shook her head as she let her eyes meet his. “Please don’t go.” And that was all she could say.

Description
       Memories takes us back a while, don’t they? Back to our earlier years of spending the summers sneaking out trying to see each other. Spending ours on end on the telephone, and writing letters back and forth. What could be more perfect then to look back on ourselves, and know that from the very beginning that it was meant to last forever? I find myself wandering through some of my old journals, reading some of the letters you had given me. Wondering how I even dreamt when you weren’t by my side. I wonder how I could have moved from day to day. You give me a reason to dream, a reason to breath, a reason to sing.
Everything in these past years have made me just want to jump up and scream to the world that I love you....

Avery let her words spread neatly and beautifully onto the paper. Making each and every
letter printed onto the paper perfect. This was one of many letters that she had been sending her husband, Thomas. He had been away for some time over the months. Gone away to war, and to her, it was the hardest thing that she could feel in life. Loneliness.
It was the feeling she had gotten after the first day spending the night alone in her bed. Her mind wandering to the memory of him holding her close to him. Feeling the warmth of his body against hers. It had been the first time he had been deployed away from home. He was always in call’s reach, or in visiting distance. He was in a whole country away from her. She couldn’t even call him.
Avery set the pen down and stood up, walking towards the bedroom window that out looked the lake behind their house. She remembered when he came home to tell her he was leaving to Iraq....

“Thomas, what’s wrong?” Avery asked as she let the spaghetti twirl around with her fork, before placing it in her mouth. She loved the taste of the sauce with the soft noodles, it made her stomach want even more and more.
Thomas sat on the other side of the table, facing his wife Avery. He had been in the army ever since he had gotten out of school. He had went out of state a couple of times, and out of the city, which they lived in, plenty of times. Though, he never quite encountered the request of him leaving the country. Especially to war. How could he tell his wife that? How could he sit here and tell her that in a couple of weeks that he’ll be heading on an air plane to war? He’d be leaving to a country which there would be no telephone lines to call, no visiting area’s. How?
Thomas let his mind wander in and out for a couple of minutes before he sat back in his chair and cleared his throat.  “Avery, I love you.” It wasn’t exactly all of what he wanted to say, but it was a start. Well, what he thought at least.
Avery let her fork hit the glass plate, and when it made a click, she sat back, putting a napkin to her face to wipe away the spaghetti sauce. She could sense that something very wrong was going on, though she couldn’t figure out what. She didn’t need to let her mind worry about him being unfaithful, because, that wasn’t him. She wondered if something went wrong with the Army, and that maybe that they’d have to move. Though, they didn’t move much, just every four or five years, but the four years were coming to an end. Lately, that was she had been a little worried about. They having to move. She didn’t hate it, though she didn’t mind too much. As long as she was with him, she had been a happy gal.
She dropped the napkin to the table and crossed her arms over her chest. “Babe, what’s wrong?”
He didn’t want to answer her. He just hoped that she’d say “I love you back”, but he knew that she could tell that something was up. She had the keen sense, that sixth sense, or something. They both were always in twined, he could feel what she was feeling, and she could feel what he was. “The army wants me stationed somewhere new again.” He said, trying to conjure up the guts to say everything.
Avery bit down on her lip. “Where to? Do we have to move out of state?”
Thomas shook his head. “Not we, me.”
Avery tilted her head in confusion of what he had just said. “You?”
He took a deep breath and slowly let it out. He felt like crying, he didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want to leave his love. “They assigned me to one of the groups that are heading out to Iraq in a couple of weeks.”
Avery felt her stomach drop. Iraq? Thomas? He never had left the country his whole term with the army. They always asked him to sometimes leave the state for a few weeks, but not the country. Not to war.
War? When the word popped into her head it made her tremble. He’d be leaving to a dangerous place. Somewhere he could get hurt, or even worse killed. This was really unexpected news. This was the type of news she never wanted to hear. Though, all she could do was stare at him, not a word could come out of her mouth.
“Avery?” Thomas said as he looked at her. She looked like she went into a trance, and she knew she was already thinking the worst. The worst would be that he would be badly injured or possibly killed. So, instead of waiting for her to say something he stood up and walked over to her. When he got over to her she stood up and leaped into his arms. She was worried, but that was Avery. She worried about plainly anything.
She held him tight. “How long will you be gone?” she asked in a whisper.
“Sixteen months.” Once the words left his mouth he could feel her sink down some. He could tell that the news had been more damaging than he imagined. He thought that she would get angry, or just plainly start asking questions, but he didn’t think that he’d be holding her, and her not saying a word.
Avery shook her head as she let her eyes meet his. “Please don’t go.” And that was all she could say.