Prompt: 014. 'Green'
Word Count: 100
The irony isn't lost on him as he reads the opening line for the fiftieth time.
Dear John . . .
How convenient for her, he thinks, to have such a well-worn opening for her I'm-leaving-you letter. He resists the urge to crush the paper in his fist – only because he knows from experience that he'll smooth it out moments later. Instead he gazes off into the green world at the edge of camp, trying to think of tomorrow's duties or his next furlough.
But all he can think of is the last time he saw Deborah, and how green her eyes were.