James dialed his home phone number, and waited for the woman across the sea to pick up. Finally, it connected.
*Hello, Mustard residence..." a female voice answered. "Honey, I'm so glad to hear you're voice..." James told her. There was a metallic clack as the receiver hit the floor. He could hear Sarah scrabble to pick up the receiver. "Jayme! Oh, god... I... I got a letter... They told me you were shot... I-I thought you w-were..." She began to sob. "Honey, I'm fine... The medics patched me up real well, and I'll be getting another purple heart. I'll have leave soon, and I'll see you and the kids... Things are calm now, so please, honey, stop crying... Everything's alright..."