Monday, October 1, 2012

My son Andrew

Yesterday, March third, my son Andrew went off to war in Greenhood, Germany. A few days past, I have not heard anything thing from Andrew, I'm worried sick. I am playing the piano, Andrew’s favourite song, my sweet heart.

My husband Jonathan and my daughter Isabella have come back from horse riding and pick up the mail. One letter is addressed to me, Mary Wedlock... 

Dear Mr and Mrs Wedlock 

It has been reported that your son Andrew has died, caused by an exploded bomb near the base.
I am sorry for your loss

The general

A tiny piece inside of me has been crushed. 

1 comment:

  1. wow ciara that is one of the best story's ive ever read it was amazing to read.