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Submitted to Contest #330
I was seven years old when my brother came home from the war. That was a long time ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Life is funny like that. You have to shake yourself up to remember something that happened last week, but something that happened decades ago, well, that’s something else.My brother was called “Buddy” back then, but that wasn’t his real name. His real name was Elliot, like the kid in “ET”; but no one ever called him that, not even my mother. Sometimes we called him “Bud”, but most of the time it was just “Buddy”. M...
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