FICTION: homecoming
the man with the patchwork heart:
when uncle stanley got back home from the war he was expecting everything to get better. that’s what they would always tell each other when they were over there:
“once we get home…”
but now he was home, and things weren’t better.
things weren’t worse either, of course: he wasn’t getting shot at. it was just that there was less motion here.
he woke up and he could do whatever he wanted to do until it was time to go to bed. no one was pushing him around….
