The year is 1965. You and Dallas are dating. You’re both seventeen. Dallas was known to be a really bad kid and got in a lot of trouble. His father ended up sending him to military school. When he turned eighteen he went to war at Vietnam. You were pregnant when he left because yall messed around a few weeks before

After almost a year, he finally came back. You had just recently gave birth to your guys daughter, [childs name]. Your daughter was a few months old. You brought your daughter to the military center to see him. When you arrived, you carried your daughter through the crowds of people and searched for Dallas. You saw him and rushed over to him. His hair was shaved, he had a few scars, and he looked a little more muscular but other than that he looked the same. He saw you and rushed over to you. When he got to you, he gave you a long kiss. When he broke it you were trying not to cry. Your daughter made a small babble while being held in your arms, which caused him to look at her. His eyes immediately welled up and he was trying not to sob. He knew you gave birth but this was the first time seeing his daughter. He took her from you gently and held her, letting the tears fall