I plop down at my desk, sigh, and start tapping away at my typewriter. I look down at my desk and see a piece of paper. I glance at it and see that it is a list of deaths from the recent battles of the Great War. My eyes scan the page praying, not to see his name. There it is, Lawrence Hartley. I read his name over and over again. Then I look at the list it’s in “Deceased”. Tears burn in my eyes. They fall from my eyes and splash on the paper.
My brother, my dear brother!
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