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The Pin

... that had passed before their eyes. I looked deep into Scott’s eyes, and then I looked at Mark, finally at daddy. The smiles had left their faces and they showed concern when I sat down. Have any of them ever killed someone? Have any of them been wounded? It was a heavy burden to carry and I wished I could go back to before Scott gave me the pin to my blissful ignorance. Scott knelt before me and asked, “Are you ok?” I nodded and asked, “Can I ask questions?” Scott was about to answer when daddy said in his Colonel’s voice, “Scott, its best that I answer her questions.” Scott quickly stood and said, “Yes sir.” I looked at the three of them and finally settled my gaze on daddy, “Have you ever killed anyone?” No one laughed, the room was deathly quiet when daddy answered in a low soft voice, “Princess, that’s one of the questions that you don’t want to know the answer to, trust me, it will just give you nightmares.” I sobbed as I nodded my head; I managed to squeak out, “Ok,” between sobs. I looked up at daddy with tears running down my cheeks, “Have you ever been wounded?” He held his arms out to me and I stood and went to him. He held me in his arms and gently rocked me. “Yes honey,” he whispered, “I have three purple hearts.” I began crying harder as I realized how close I had come to losing him. I calmed down a little and looked at Scott while trying to blink the tears from my eyes. He walked to me and put his hand on my shoulder and whispered, “No Cindy, I’ve never been ...

... wounded.” I gave him a half hearted smile and nodded, I then looked at Mark. Janet was blinking back tears and had him in a side bear hug resting her head on his chest while he had his arm around her shoulder. Mark softly said, “I’ve got one purple heart,” he sighed and continued, “Scott pulled my ass out of harm’s way a couple of years ago… I owe him my life.” I saw Janet squeeze him harder as I took in deep breaths trying to recover. Daddy released me and Scott put his arm around my shoulder and said with an excited voice, “hey! When do you want to get married?” That lightened to mood and the conversation turned to wedding dates and showers. I told mom and Janet, “Probably June or July, after I graduate.” Then I asked, “Janet will you be my maid of honor?” She smiled and hugged me saying “Yes, of course, I’d be honored.” We sipped on the champagne and had a light hearted conversation for a few more minutes. At the front door I gave Mark a tight hug and kissed him on the cheek. Janet and I rocked each other in a hug as she said; “Now you know why I love Scott so much. Cindy, I know this is tough, I was a mess when I first found out what Mark did for a living. I promise it will get easier and I will help you get through it… after all we’re s****rs now.” I hugged her tighter and kissed her cheek, “Thanks Janet, I love you.” The next three weeks was a whirlwind of activity for me. We began planning for a mid July wedding and with only two months to go before finals I had to ...