A Very Brady War

Bullet shells were raining on my helmet. Explosions lit up the sky like the night of my senior prom. Men were cussing and yelling and dying all around me. How I'd made it that far I'll never know. I looked to my left and saw the glimmer of blond hair. I started to chase after it. It was her again.

I left her when I went to 'Nam and I'd been seeing her ever since. Maybe that was what was keeping me alive. I wanted so badly to lay my eyes on her again. I ran faster and faster because the hair was getting farther away.

Then I fell. I looked up and she was gone. I fell because Charlie had thrown another bomb to our side. I slowly stood up and wiped off the dirt and returned to my station.

Greg looked at me as he always did when I went off chasing my girl. "Look Peter, Cindy's not here, she ain't gonna be here, she ain't never comin' over here. You got to do your job if you ever want to see Cindy again. Or your parents Carol and Mike. Greg, you ain't the only one that's hurtin'. I'm missin' my girl Marcia. Sure her sister Jan gets in the way of our relationship all the time but I'd trade anythin' to be with her."

"I understand."

"Then get out there and fight Charlie!"

Bobby gave me a small bite of his biscuit at dinner tonight and called me his brother. He's the closest I've gotten to anyone here other than Peter. They're almost like my brothers. Greg's like an older brother with the wisdom and advice he gives to me and Bobby's younger like I got to take care of him and such.

I just wanted to go home and hold Cindy. Her blond curls were to die for. Sometimes her lisp got in the way of our conversations, but I would just tell her to let me do the talking.

Then Alice walked into the room and started collecting their clothing for washing. "Come on boys, I don't have all day!" Alice signed up to do laundry, why? no one knew. She just must have enjoyed doing maid like activities. Alice's boyfriend Same was a butcher and would sometimes send meat and other delectable food along with Alice for the boys.

Ten months later the boys were sent home. Peter got to be with Cindy, Greg enjoyed his time with Marcia and Jan who tagged along (constantly saying "Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!"). Little Bobby became a cop due to his history of safety monitoring before the war. Peter's parents Carol and Mike lived a happy life after the war as well as Alice and Sam.