It wouldn't be a proper love note from Moses if he didn't list his #5Greats <3
Originally posted on True Story Book Blog.
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“Let me see it – please?” Bonnie pleaded.
Finn felt suddenly shy and stupid, questioning the design he’d instructed the tattoo artist to ink across his chest. It had taken hours, and he’d wanted to go alone. He’d been pleased with the results. But it had been more emotional than he’d anticipated, and the emotion was still tightening his gut and making him feel raw and jittery. “I thought about having it removed – but that didn’t seem right either.” Finn shrugged. “I like the idea of starting over. I like the idea of changing.” Dear Fern,
Once, in Iraq, Beans asked all the guys, “Rita or Fern?” He was trying to mess with me. Beans was always messing with me. They all were. But the first thing that came to my head was you. Fern. Red hair, sweet smile, brown eyes. And I knew, for me, the answer was Fern…not Rita. I never told him that. I never told any of them. But I kind of think they knew. I promised myself that when I came back, I would get to know you. I wanted to know you better, and I missed you. I missed the girl I got to know in the letters we wrote back and forth. And I think I realized then that I was half in love with you already. That’s why I kissed you before I left. I know it’s hard for you to believe that. You don’t know you’re beautiful, you don’t know that if things had gone differently, if I’d never been injured in Iraq, if I’d come back the same Ambrose, I still would have found you. I still would have loved you. I may be a changed man, but that much wouldn’t have changed. I love you, Fern. I think I always have. And I know I always will. Ambrose |
