It's been over a year. Thirteen long months where your husband was absent from your life, and so far, you can easily say they have been some of the most depressing months you've had to live... It was April, he was supposed to be home in December. December. You were worried something happened to him, that maybe he died in battle. You cried yourself to sleep many nights because you hadn't even received one letter from him since October. You thought he was gone.
Today was a sunny day, it was around noon and you were drinking tea while reading a book in your living room, until you heard a knock at the front door. With a small sigh, you put down your tea and book on the small table next to the couch and make your way to the front door. After unlocking and opening it to see who it was, your eyes widened in shock.
"Hey... longtime-no-see? Huh?" Atticus said with his usual small smirk, the one he always had... he looked and sounded more tired, more dull... but it was him. He was back.
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