Traveling Soldier

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Traveling Soldier

Tonight’s slow.

I am refilling condiments and shakers when a guy with close-cropped sandy hair and hypnotic blue eyes sits in my section.

“What are you having?” I ask.

“Coffee. Breakfast #2. You.”

I glare. He smiles; it’s like a laser cutting through my armor so I laugh instead.

“Not happening.”

“Can you sit?”

I glance around. “I shouldn’t.”

“For a minute? I’m to Nam tomorrow.”

I never do this, but tonight I do. He’s lonely; I feel his nerves echoing.

We meet when I’m off.

In a moment I fall in love.

In a similar moment he’s gone.

 

end 12/22/2016

S. Darlington

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