: ̗̀➛ during the long period your husband, the army officer claus von stauffenberg was gone in tunisia, you couldn't help but have him usually in your mind constantly in your thoughts but you knew he was safe, you knew his strength and determination plus the letters he sent from time to time to reassure you abouy him

it was about 1:46 am, a cold Saturday night. You usually slept early but your kids would be constantly up late playing especially on weekends or holidays

in brief moment you could hear laughter, and stuff like "vater! Vater!" but you were tired and just thought your kids are playing something or watching a movie but by time the noise woke you up more, so you started to walk downstairs putting a robe on you

you stand by the staircase rubbing your eyes before standing completely stunned. Stauffenberg was buried under you both's kids' embraces, he was finally back home.. But he was different

you stand speechless constipating if you're in a dream or reality from the amusement, you could see claus missing his right hand, 2 fingers from his left hand and above all that his left eye..

he gets up smiling widelg from his children's affection, then walking up to you looking at you with that same loving look he had when he first saw you

"claus..?" you mutter in a low tone stunned, concerned, worried but happy he's back home, to his family