Broken Goods

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 BROKEN GOODS

Anna seen electronic bluey that had came with the morning post. At least she had something to comfort on her way to work. The news media made once again making mountain out of a mole hill, trying to sell there stories of events in the Middle East.

Opening the the bluey, she read his letter quicky.

To my darling wife, (If you are still not sure… who that is… ANNA)

She smiled after his last letter started with Hi winey. Making her sound like someone who hits the bottle or just nags and moans.

I regretfully inform you…

Ok, ok, ok you win. I will look for a real job, when I get back from tour in 63 days and 20 hours time give or take. So are you going to give me a reference for being your personal pack mule, able to run up and down the mountain sides carrying your camera equipment?

Four months and am out of green kit! Are you happy now... I can see myself sleeping in a real bed as you go out to work and earn the pennies.(JOKING)

It’s still sandy here and the weather hasn’t changed. I have nothing to add to what you heard on the news about the two soldiers from my section going over the IED. Please don’t worry.

Give my regards to your parents. Tell them their son in law going to be a hippy and join Green peace. Am sure it will bring a smile to their faces.

So tell me some more of your next photo shoot

Love Glen. XXX

(Just in case you’ve forgotten your loving husband.)

Authors Note:

This is a work of fiction; I really don’t mind people copying my original idea and getting it to work for themselves. But drop us a line if you need any pointers or have questions. It’s all made up. NOT REAL...

IED = Improvised Explosive Device

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