Her father was drafted into the war a while back, and was a handsome soldier. Her mother was a beautiful nurse during the war, and she saved many lives and helped many men. But she only fell in love with one; Andy. They loved each other so much, and they were perfect for each other. Everybody thought so, except for Andy's brother, Mack Abernathy, who was also a soldier. He loved Melinda just as much as Andy, but she didn't love him back. Every time the boys went out to war, Melinda waited for Andrew, never taking her eyes off the horizon. They always returned, Andy always getting a passionate kiss and Mack getting a quick hug. The quick hug was always enough for Mack, though. At least for now.
On one day, Andy and Mack were away much longer than usual, and Melinda was beginning to feel scared.
They eventually came back, but not in the way Melinda had hoped. Mack trudged toward the door of the makeshift hospital, carrying Andrew on his back. They were both covered with dirt and Andy's blood, dripping on the ground behind them. Melinda ran out and helped them both inside. She sat Mack down on a bench and kissed him on both cheeks.
"Thank you for bringing him back. Thank you thank you so much," she said through tears. Mack looked up at her and gave her a feeling-less nod. She ran over to the bed that the other nurses had set Andy down on and got to work. Two other nurses helped her to try and heal the young man, but winning the battle of keeping Andy's life began to seem impossible. After an hour and a half of hard work, the other nurses knew that Andy was gone.
"Come on, honey. Just leave him be, he's left us now," the other nurses coaxed. But Melinda wasn't giving up. She continued to try and help her one true love. After a while longer the nurses weren't being so nice.
"Deary, you've got to just leave him. There's no use trying to save him, he's going to die one way or another. We need these beds for other sick soldiers who still have a chance at life."
"Shut up," Melinda retorted. After two days Andy was pushed out of the bed, but Melinda still stayed by his side. She and Mack brought him outside to the back. After an hour of sitting, waiting, and crying, Andy woke up.
In a weak voice he said, "I love you both so much. Thank you for the best life a man could have." He coughed and continued, “Don’t miss me Mack. And Melinda."
"Yes dear?" she sobbed.
"Name her Rosalyn Hastings Abernathy."
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