The moment he stepped off the bus, his children ran to him, their tiny arms wrapping around his waist. “I missed you so much, Daddy,” his son sobbed.
He held them tight. “I’m home now.”
The cheering crowd blurred—none of it mattered. This was the moment he had dreamed of through every lonely night overseas. But deep in his pocket was a letter. One he hadn’t yet found the courage to open.
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