A Promise to Laura, May 2008 Forbidden Publications  ISBN: N/A Genre: Historical Format: e-Book The Korean War is tearing apart more than just the soil on which it’s fought. Laura has loved Mark for as long as she can remember. She can’t imagine her life

without him. Mark’s feelings for Laura are just as strong, but he has a secret—one that is bound to come between them. He’s shipping out to Korea in a week.

My short story, Promise to Laura, depicts the story of one solider's struggle to stay alive on foreign soil and the woman who waits for him, holding onto his promise that he'd return home.

 

 

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C“You got a letter from him, honey.” Abigail Madison met her daughter at the door with an envelope.

Laura couldn’t take her eyes off the piece of paper in her mother’s hand and her own hand shook as she reached out for it. “Are you sure it’s from him?”

Abigail smiled. “Of course I’m sure. That’s his address, isn’t it?”

Laura turned the envelope over and her heart slipped down to her shoes. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. “It’s his address, but it’s not his handwriting, Mama.”

Abigail leaned over her daughter’s shoulder for a better look. “Are you sure?”

Laura’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m sure. I’d know Mark’s handwriting anywhere. He’s been writing me for the past eight months.” She clapped a hand over her mouth and continued to stare down at the envelope. “Oh, Mama, what am I going to do?”

Abigail wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her into the kitchen. “You’re going to sit down here and let me fix you a cup of tea. Then we’ll read the letter together.”

Laura shook her head. “I don’t think I can open it.”

Abigail paused. “Do you want me to read it first?”

Laura couldn’t convince her fingers to relinquish the paper. Slowly, she shook her head again. “No. I have to do it. Oh, Mama. What if it’s bad news?”

Her mother tugged out the padded chair with the chrome legs and handmade cover. She reached across the slick table top and took hold of Laura’s wrists. “Now, let’s not start borrowing trouble. You don’t know what that letter says until you read it.”

“If he’s hurt or…” Laura couldn’t bring herself to say the other dreaded word. “The Army wouldn’t tell me because I’m not family. They’d contact his parents.” She leaped to her feet, dislodging her mother’s hands. “That’s what I’ll do. I’ll go see Mark’s parents.” She raced toward the back door of the kitchen and ran straight into her father’s broad chest. His arms closed around her, and he held her tightly, so tightly Laura knew she wasn’t going to like what he had to say.

“There’s no need to go to the Wentworth’s, Laura.”

She began to cry, in anticipation of his next words.

“Mark is missing.”

 

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