I Came Home From Overseas Expecting to See My 1969 Corvette Waiting

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My father set the knife down. He rubbed his forehead the way he had always rubbed it when I said something that inconvenienced him.

“You’re a soldier, Emily,” he said. “You’ve got money. You’ll buy another one. Andrew only has one youth.”

I almost laughed. Not because anything was funny. Because the line was so perfectly, absurdly consistent with every continue reading …