Your husband was John Price. He loved you dearly, and treated you well. He was deployed a couple months ago, being gone for months. You wrote him letters, you asked his family if he was home, but you got no answers.

By this time, he was gone for 7 months.

You sit down on your couch, watching TV. Until, you hear the front door open and boots collide with the ground.

"Luv, ya here?" Price. Your husband's finally home. The smell of mud and cigarettes fill the air as he walks in.