Bill's Wife

May 4, 2010
By Wendy Smith BRONZE, Marysville, Washington
Wendy Smith BRONZE, Marysville, Washington
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It was cloudy outside as I got up from my bed. I dressed an headed into the kitchen to make breakfast. The house was always quite an still, had been since Bill left for the war. I made a small portion; it would be a while before I got another ration book. I read the paper, but I didn’t absorb what it said. Never did, unless I was reading it before I went to bed. I’d read out loud to myself just so I could hear a voice, even if It was my own. I was saving to buy a radio, that way the house would have noise. As I sat down on the couch I noticed a crow standing on my porch.

I rested for a few minutes before heading off to work. I made parts for guns in a factory not to far from home. It was in reasonably driving distance anyways. The girls and I worked in silence, none of us wanted to mess the equipment up. Most of them had husbands and sons in the war. I just had Bill. We were planning on having a baby, but then he was drafted. The day was slow an I was tired out when I got home. Most women wanted jobs like that, but I was happy just being a wife. I thought it was great fighting for our rights, but it just wasn’t something I wanted.

A car pulled into my driver way, an I looked out the window. It was a black Ford, I wasn’t sure the model. The man dressed in black came up onto my porch and my heart stopped. I had seen this happen before, most of the time a man came to us. Well it meant that we had lost someone. I opened the door when it rang to see the man looking at me with a solemn look on his face. “Bill didn’t?” I could feel tears in my eyes.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Tomis, but your husband died in battle.” I began to shake, an my legs gave out sending me crashing to the ground. The man rubbed my back, whisper something that I suppose was meant to be comforting. But I couldn’t hear him. All I could hear and see was images of Bill lying on the battlefield.

The author's comments:
I did this on a school promt.

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Natalie L said...
on Jan. 31 2012 at 1:46 pm
Wow! You really just plain said the truth about how things would happen back then and how people felt. You could almost think that you were the person having this happen to. Great job hooking me!


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