The handsome man entered the Pub hand-in-hand with his father, then sat in the far corner ******* his thumb and humming, whilst the chocolate ice cream he had demanded from Daddy was ordered.

Us regulars hid our sadness by quaffing our brown pints of Rev.James and keeping up the joking banter.
Then, came his mumbled song.....

“Balll uut eass swept -
Chimrrrrr, Chiirriica,
war is never won”

Church quiet, the village pub listened lips clamped tears swelling

“***** cut swapped with eyes -
Chimerica, Chimerica,
war is never won”

As Steve, a veteran and hero of two tours in Afghanistan,
regressed further into childhood...



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