Semper Fi by K. Leigh
Kari woke up despite herself. She looked around the room hoping it had changed, but it hadn’t, not for at least four days. Ryan’s pajamas were still thrown about the floor where he had left them on Sunday. His boxers were still on the floor of the bathroom from when he took his shower. The only thing that she had the strength to move was the note he had written her. She would not contaminate her mirror, but she wouldn’t throw it out either.
death, funeral, goodbye, guests, little black dress, lunch, marine, marriage, semper fi, strength
