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    This is the first part of a brief article about video games, not really a short story. But still: eeeesh.

    The late fall of 2000 found me at a gas station in rural Missouri. Out of the convenience store toddled an elderly man in flannel and suspenders on the arm of a young blonde woman. She was speaking gently to him, taking him gingerly through the gravel lot towards a red Dodge pickup. I caught him out of the corner of my eye as he pulled against her arm and guided her instead towards the back of my fraternity brother’s Audi where I was sitting. As he came closer he extended his hand through the window. Shocked, I raised my own and he shook it, more firmly than I expected.

    “Where are you stationed, son?”

    “I’m sorry?”

    “Where do you serve?”

    I looked down at the Battle Dress Uniform shirt I was wearing, at the 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment patch that I had carefully sewn to my left shoulder. Looking up I saw he wore the same emblem on his VFW hat, right next to a miniature Bronze Star. He was greeting me as a brother in arms, wordlessly sharing his strength with a comrade through our clasped hands.

    “I-uh… I don’t… I-- It’s just a shirt I picked up. We’re headin’ to play paintball.”

    He didn’t hear me. “Thank you for your service.” Perhaps the blood was building in his own ears, perhaps the emotion now bursting silently from his crisp blue eyes was clouding his other senses. Perhaps he was deaf in his old age.

    I blushed. “Thank you, sir. Thank you very much.” I felt like a child, not the 20-year-old man I was. I looked around at my fraternity brothers as he shuffled away towards his rusting truck. They were silent, and mostly ignored the incident as we packed up our drinks and jerky and headed towards the paintball fields.

    When I had put that getup together, even when paired with tattered jeans and filthy boots, I took on part of the mantle worn by men and women who fought and died for our country. It came as some surprise when someone who had served mistook me for one of his fellows. I was suddenly sickened at my own ignorance. Who was I to wear that uniform, even in part? As we drove, I surreptitiously removed the sergeant’s chevrons I had salvaged from a consignment shop some months before and dropped them into my breast pocket.

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    I follow the subreddit TwoSentenceHorror and most of it kinda sucks, but once in a while there's a gem like this:

    "Now be careful, that line of rock salt is the only thing keeping them out," the man said, welcoming my group into his refuge.

    "Sea salt," I clarified, "sea salt keeps us out."

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    Quote Originally Posted by Macheath View Post
    I follow the subreddit TwoSentenceHorror and most of it kinda sucks, but once in a while there's a gem
    Just saw another clever one:

    I kissed Jennifer today!

    Lorry, lomebody lwitched my keyl.

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