C18 You’re Every Man

Dear Jack,

I miss you. I wake up at night to reach for you and it surprises me to find your side of the bed empty and cold. Something in me won’t accept your absence. I end up worrying about you. Magical thinking kicks in. I check the calendar to see how long it’ll be before the army sends you back home to me. Did the six months shrink to one week while I slept? No