His chest felt like it was sinking, untethered to anything, so too did his broken heart. Tears flowed in unfettered streams down his cheeks wetting his shirt. Sunlight glistened like tendrils of silver flecks within each drop. As for his heart… It was bereft of the only love it ever knew.
Drip, drip, drip… “Honey, I think it’s still raining outside. It seems like a good morning to stay snuggled up under the sheets and blanket. It’s getting colder!” Drip, drip, drip… “I expect our sweet children will be bounding in here at any time taking flight to jump onto the bed and on top of us…” Drip, drip, drip…
“Is that thunder I keep hearing? It seems like it’s been going on forever!” Drip, drip, drip… “I’m sorry! What did you say? Everything seems muffled. I must be coming down with something.” Drip, drip, drip…
“Whew! Why is it getting so cold?” Drip, drip, drip… “Whoa! What the heck is that? Holy smokes that’s got to be the brightest light I’ve ever seen! Honey! Honey, do you see this? Honey?” Drip, drip, drip…
“Sargent! We can’t stop the bleeding. He’s been hit too many times.” Drip, drip, drip… “He’s been mumbling the whole time since I got here. I think he’s dreaming. I can’t make out what he’s saying, and I swear it looks like he’s smiling. Oh no! I can’t find his pulse.” Drip…
“Okay! Mark the time of death and hand me his dog tags. I think he had a family back home. He was one of the brave ones. God’s speed, soldier! Now, we need to get out of here.”