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Don't Forget About Me
Don't Forget About Me
Don't Forget About Me
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After Shawn Connors returns from the war, he's facing life with an injured leg and a changed perspective on what it really means to be a solider and to fall in love.

Shawn Connors had no illusions about the war. But after injuring his leg in a blast, he goes home to his sister's in Maine and isn't prepared for the reality of his return. As everyone around him gets married, promoted, or moves on with their lives, Shawn is left drinking alone at a bar on a Thursday night.

His best friend had warned him that life after deployment would start to feel like a high school reunion, but as Shawn meets a stranger at the bar, he begins to think that his life is more like a high school movie instead.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJMS Books LLC
Release dateApr 12, 2024
ISBN9781685506643
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    Don't Forget About Me - Eve Morton

    Don’t Forget About Me

    By Eve Morton

    Published by JMS Books LLC

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    Copyright 2024 Eve Morton

    ISBN 9781685506643

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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    Don’t Forget About Me

    By Eve Morton

    Chapter 1

    Coming back from the military after being discharged was like going to a high school reunion. Shawn Connors knew this to be true, only because every single other army vet he met while stationed in Iraq had told him in so many words.

    You leave home. You fight. You come back home. And usually when you do come back, you get a party, Pete, his bunkmate, explained to Shawn one night. He was the third person to mention the surreal nature of returning, but Pete’s small speech was by far the most eloquent. Most men didn’t dwell long enough to get beyond three word responses. "You go into this room, filled with people you used to know, and expect something big to occur. For it to be a John Hughes movie—you know the ones, right? Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, Sixteen Candles. The high school stuff from the ‘80s where everything turns out okay in the end. But there’s no final speech or even a cool song to play you out. All I’m saying, man, is don’t be surprised that nostalgia’s more of a trap than anything else."

    What do you mean? About nostalgia being a trap? I thought that was what made our memories good?

    Shawn turned over in his bunk to look at Pete, but kept his voice low. The two of them had the night off—at least for a while. They weren’t too sure when they would be called upon again and it wouldn’t be the first time they had been interrupted mid-conversation without warning. Anytime a solider got a few hours off, Shawn handled it the way a mother treated quietness: it was calm, wonderful, and elating—but tinged with a persistent urgency that every second could be the last.

    Their superior officer walked up and down the barracks, eyeing some of the men who were still awake. He said nothing, so Pete and Shawn kept talking long into the night. Pete, a tall black man with a shaved head and a ridiculously wide smile, held up a picture of his girlfriend. It was a Polaroid, something of which Shawn hadn’t seen since visiting his grandmother’s house when he was a little kid.

    Nostalgia comes from the Greek words for homecoming and pain. I can’t pronounce the words so don’t ask me to.

    "Don’t worry, I won’t. But how the hell do you even know

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