The reflection of my wedding band. I turned and ran out the door to Billy's truck. I sat there crying for a long time. I had almost been persuaded to ...et strange lips lead me on... but Billy's sweet love made me stop and go home.The next morning, early, on Tuesday, November 23, 1943 my life ended. The boy delivering the telegram couldn't have been more than sixteen but he brought a message older than time, "Your husband, William James Dixon, is missing in action and presumed dead."The telegram. I was sipping a Pepsi that Bill, one of the waiters, had brought me earlier.I didn't know Bill all that well, but I did know that he was in college and was chemistry major or something like that.The Pepsi seemed awfully sweet. I guess it was because I was used to drinking diet. Despite how sweet it was, I finished it anyway.Finally, the manager told me I could go home. I walked to the back and clocked out. I started gathering my purse and sweater to leave. Suddenly I felt a tapping on my. More

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