Dear Vickie Ch. 02

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A tale of a soldier wronged and how he copes and goes on.
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Part 2 of the 4 part series

Updated 10/27/2022
Created 10/15/2012
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It was like 0230 hrs when I went back to the tent so most everyone was gone. We slept in the midnight to 0800hrs tent because we normally deployed at night, so we bunked down with all the night shifters. I didn't even hear anyone moving around until I glanced at my watch and noticed 10:15. Since I noticed the lighter colored tent wall, I gathered it was daytime now. Even going with a double wall tent, during daylight over here the tents weren't really all that dark, but it did help. Once I stirred, Tony was by my side and asking how I felt now. I had slept eight hours and I felt ok, but mighty hungry. I said, "Let me drain the lizard and we can see about early chow, how about it?"

"Boyd, you slept through all day yesterday. Today's Thursday, we met with Colonel Lane late Tuesday evening or more properly, early Wednesday morning. It's now Thursday the 15th of March, so I would have to say you needed that shutdown. You and I have an appointment with the Colonel tonight at 0030hrs so let's go and get some grub."

"I slept the clock around and then some? Wow, I really must have been strung tight to sleep that long. I didn't even sleep that long when we came in from Mission 27 and we had been up what eighty-two hours, wasn't it?"

"We were awake, eighty-two hours, and about seventeen minutes until we dragged ourselves into our bunks and slept for eighteen hours straight. You just slept a little over thirty-four hours straight. So yeah I think tapping a kidney and eating are definitely in order."

"Even some of our tent mates were a little worried after a whole day dead to the world. I'll tell you about some phone calls you got while you were out of it. Makes for interesting reading, believe me. I had time to type up the conversations while you got your beauty sleep. I think that is why the Colonel wants to talk to us tonight. I understand he's been burning up the wires between here and Florida."

We left the tent and hit the latrine after I had put a clean uniform on. As we were walking to the chow hall several of my tent mates said hi and made a little fun about sleeping beauty. When we got to the chow hall we ran into Sgt. Lillian Rester, the cute one from the JAG office.

"Well, well, welcome back to the land of the living. Are you feeling better now Sgt. Cummings? We were all a little worried about you crashing for so long. I guess it was a healthy reboot for your systems, 'cause you look a whole lot better now than you did when you came in the other night. I'm sure glad you came back to us. Maybe you can start living again. Hey I know that look, no I don't know all the circumstances, but I would guess a 'Dear John' over the Skype. We get a few every month and boy some of the guys and gals don't take as well as you seemed to at first. I guess you were still in shock until you got to talk with the Colonel. He is a great guy and he understands what happens better than some of the other JAG's we have here. I think that is why he takes the later shifts, what with the time difference and all. It seems most crashes occur in the wee hours of the morning here which is afternoon back home."

"Thank you for your concern Sgt. Rester. I think the reboot analogy was about right. My body and my mind needed a reboot and now I am much better. Would you care to eat lunch with us?"

"Normally I really would, but I think Tony here has some important info to give you and I'm sure you would rather keep that private. I know some stuff because I have to transcribe a lot of documents and I monitor e-mails and stuff. But don't worry most of all that stuff goes in one ear and out the other. Otherwise I would be a mental wreck and out of a good job too. Maybe dinner this evening we could meet here at six. I'll even bring my friend Amy too."

"Why would you bring a friend." asked Tony.

"Well, who would you have to talk to if I came alone?"

"Boyd dude, I think you found a fan."

"Well maybe so. I just figure any man that can take a blow like his must have been and come back two days later and be acting normal, has got to be interesting to talk to. Besides what two super secret fly boys are doing on an Army post like this one has got to be a good story. See you tonight, fly boys."

Sgt. Rester left them there standing just inside the entrance of the chow hall. I shook my head and said, "Was she flirting with me or am I reading more into her banter?"

"Boyd buddy she is definitely flirting with you. I think I'm going to check out this Amy chick. I don't think I have run across a chick named Amy here before. But I think you were saying that you were starved, right? Well let's see if we can fill that bottomless pit you have there and maybe get back to rest up for tonight."

I did manage to eat two meatloaf slices, three slices of roast beef, a double helping of mashed potatoes and gravy, four vegetable bowls and two slices of apple pie and one cup of ice cream. During all this eating, Tony told me that Don had called twice and then the lawyer had called and Tony had him call the Colonel. Don got some more pictures of a captain we did some cleaning for and another guy that worked for us every so often. Well that made it better for me getting Sean, but it also pissed me off some more, but I didn't explode or even implode like before. It just proved to me just what a whore I married.

Tony and I left the chow hall and went to the gym and worked out for a while then we went back to our tent and I took a nap. I wanted to be fresh and awake for our supper. I figured we could make the late breakfast before our meeting with the Colonel at half past midnight. I took a shower and dressed up again and Tony and I headed for the chow hall. We had only been hanging out at the entrance about five minutes when Sgt. Rester and a young Marine Corporal joined us. We went in and got our meal and sat at a table out of the way. Actually the same one I ate lunch at today with Tony. We were introduced to Lillian again and then Marine Amy Stevens. It was kind of funny that Tony took to Amy right off. Both were from upstate New York: Tony from Rochester, and Amy from Geneva near the Finger Lakes. They were born and raised about fifty miles apart as the crows fly.

Lillian and I just talked about ourselves, our upbringing, what we wanted out of life just about everything. Lillian was from just outside Lexington, Kentucky and I was born at Beale AFB, near Marysville, California and raised in Texas outside Austin. My dad had bought ten acres outside Round Rock and build a house and three outbuildings for his hobbies. I didn't say anything about my current troubles, but I did talk about Vickie and Sean and out life up until my deployment. I couldn't believe it when I looked at my watch and it read 9:15. We had talked for over three hours.

We said our goodbyes and promises of meeting again for meals or maybe a movie or working out.

Tony and I went over to the communications tent to see if I could maybe call Vickie on Skype to give her my normal call. It was mid morning at home, about 1030 hrs so she should be home working on the books for Friday's payday for last week.

There was a free computer and I signed in and got on and called Vickie. She picked up and got on the computer right away. She was dressed in a nice blouse and her hair was alright except for a small patch sticking up in back. I wondered about that but we talked the same loving conversations we normally had. I had Tony say hi too, and we watched the background real carefully to see if there were any more stray people moving around. Right toward the end of the call Tony noticed a shadow on the wall behind Vickie of some naked male rubbing his long cock. The image was very faint like the light from in front of Vickie was not strong, but the image was there. I got a sudden frown on my face and Vickie noticed it.

"Boyd, what's wrong Baby? You got a funny look on your face, is there something wrong there?"

"No Honey, I thought I saw something behind you on the wall but it must have been an image from a passing car or something. No, I'm fine here, I hope you aren't missing me too much Vic."

"Oh Boyd, you have no idea how much I miss you darling. I miss your strong arms around me and your lovely kisses. I especially miss your body next to me all night long. I really can't get into that more or I'll start crying about how much I miss you honey. I love you, talk to you soon." And the picture cut off. Since I had called her, the picture might have gone, but the audio was still on and I heard Vickie and some man laughing and then the connections went dead.

Tony and I were about to laugh out loud ourselves as when Vickie was describing what she was missing about me the shadow in the background was mimicking her speech. Now more than before I really knew just what a conniving horrible bitch my wife was. I made a decision right then that Vickie would never see her son again. I immediately called my parents.

"Mom, I need you and Dad to go to Florida and get Sean. Say that you really need to spend some time with him. Vickie is cheating on me and if Sean stays at the Shelling's, Vickie is going to try to see him and once she is served she will try to take him away from me."

My mother put her hand across her mouth and said, "She's doing what? What happened? Of course we'll do it but why so sudden?"

"Mom, I just found out Tuesday that she was cheating on me. A friend, Don Sterling called me. You might remember him from when you and Dad came down to Florida. He and Marie were the couple you met that lived around the corner from us. Well anyway, he walked in on her and some guy doing it in the kitchen. He called me after he took a picture of them. A divorce is in the works and right now Sean is with Sam and Misty this week and I think Vickie is going to get him this weekend, so you two need to go down quick. I don't want Sean around that back-stabbing whore. I would like to think she would hold off on bringing men into our home when our son was there, but I don't know for sure."

"Boyd honey, I'll talk to your father and we will get there as soon as we can, I'll try to call Misty and see if we can stay there for a bit and we can be close in case you need us. Will you be coming back to end this soon or are you going to have to stay over there and have to do this long distance?"

"I'm not too sure Mom, I should know more tonight. I have an appointment with my lawyer over here. He has been super nice and helping me. He had someone break his heart a long time ago so he knows what I'm going through. It sure has helped that Tony has been there for me too. He has been a real rock for me. He says, 'Hi Mom'."

"He's there with you now? Have him come into the picture, I need to say something to him."

Tony dragged a chair over next to me and said again, "Hello Mom, I think I can call you that since I really don't get to say Hi to mine too much. She doesn't have a computer with a camera and so I only get to see her when she is at the library."

"Tony, you can call me Mom anytime. You have been there for my Boyd and you are helping him cope with this tragedy. That in my book tells a lot about a man. You give me your mom's address and we'll get her a camera for her computer so you can see her and talk to her like my Boyd does with us."

"Mom, please, you don't have to do that I have tried to get her to get a new laptop so we can talk, but I think she doesn't want me to see her new boyfriend. Since Dad died two years ago, she hasn't dated, but the phone was answered a couple of times by a man and then they hung up right away saying I had a wrong number. I know it's not a wrong number because when I call it again either my mom answers or it goes to voice mail. I think she is embarrassed that she has someone and that I won't approve. I think I need to write her a long letter explaining that I think it's time she met someone."

"Oh Tony, that is what you should do. I'm sure that would allow her to finally come clean with you about this mysterious man who has answered the phone. Sometimes we forget that our baby boys are all grown up and have become men, without us realizing how or when. Now you bo... young men get going I need to get David up to speed and get moving toward Florida. We love you both and Boyd; we'll get through this just like any other problem or crisis, you hear me?"

"Yes Mom," I answered sarcastically. I love you too, and be careful on your trip. You going to fly or drive?"

"I think we'll talk with Sam and Misty first and then see what plans we need to make."

"Mom, don't tell Sam and Misty anything about the divorce or Vickie's cheating. I don't want them to confront her about it until we get everything planned out and in motion. I want her to get the surprise I got when I found out about this too. So please don't say anything, OK?"

"Alright Son, but I think we may sound them out to see what they would think about infidelity of either of you two. We can bring it up as they know about long absences too. We'll let you know what we find out, and keep us informed too. Love you, Bye."

"I love you too Mom, bye."

Tony said then, "Man your mom is so cool about all this, but I bet she is seething inside. I could see some fire in her eyes after you told her about the cheating. When do you normally call your in-laws? Now might be a good time. No one is waiting and I'm sure you want to see Sean, right?"

"Thanks Tony. Give me a minute to compose myself, I got a little bummed there at the end. Why don't you see if you can get us a beer, I think I need one right now."

"Yeah sure Buddy. I'll be right back."

I steeled myself and called the Shelling home on my phone. Misty answered after about four rings.

"Hey Boyd, how you doing, you want me to get on Skype so you can talk to Sean?"

"Oh that would be great Mom, I haven't had the chance to talk to him this week. I just found out he was over there."

We hung up and soon I could see she was online so I called on Skype. "Mom you look great, I hope Sean hasn't been too hard on you older folks this week?"

"Oh you. Boyd, Sean is never a bother. He is such a sweet child, sometimes I wish you had a dozen more just like him." I saw Sean come into the room and put his arms up so he could sit on Misty's knee.

"Hi Daddy, I miss you. When you coming home? Mommy misses you too."

"Hey, I miss you too buddy. I don't know when I will be home but I think I might be able to in a little while, like maybe next month. I think we get a break about halfway through our tour, but maybe not. I think it depends upon where you are and what is going on."

"Oh goody Daddy, I sure miss you a lot."

"Are you being a good boy for Grandma and Grandpa?"

"I been good daddy, huh grandma?"

"Yes Sean you have been a real good boy from Grandma and Grandpa. Are you OK over there Boyd? Is there something wrong?"

"Mom, no things are fine here. I think I'll be busy for a while, so it may be a little while before I can get back to you again. So Sean you be a good boy for your grandparents and take care of your mommy for me, OK?"

"OK Daddy, I'll take care of Mommy for you. Can I go play now?"

"Yes you can go play. I love you buddy." I think I had tears slowly working their way down my cheeks as I said that last part. Misty noticed that and as she let Sean down he said, "I love you too Daddy, come home soon."

He jumped down and ran out of the room and I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer. 'Please Lord take care of my son and don't let that cheating, lying, backstabbing, bitch harm him in any way except leave him and I alone.'

"Boyd there is something wrong, isn't there. I can see it in your eyes, what's wrong. Are you hurt or going on some death mission. Hey I know what you are doing over there. You can't think that we don't know and can't piece some things together. So what is going on?"

"Believe me Misty it is not something I can talk about right now, but I think there is going to be some changes coming. Oh yes by the way I talked to my Mom tonight before I called you and her and Dad are talking about coming down to see you and the family. She thought they would be coming soon. They have been planning this for some time now, but I just got wind of it tonight. Some surprise huh?"

"Boyd, I know you almost as well as I know my daughter, now what is going on?"

"Believe me when I say I can't say right now. Maybe next week or the week after I can tell you all about it, but right now it has to remain a secret. OK, please?"

"Well I think I may do some investigating and see what some of my friends know that I don't."

"Misty, please," I pleaded. This has to stay a very big secret, even from Vickie, well especially from Vickie. I can't say how much I wish that you didn't even know as much as you do. Please for me, just leave it alone for now, please, I beg of you."

"For now, OK, but I expect answers soon, understand?"

"Yes ma'am. I promise you will know pretty soon what this is all about. I love you guys so much, so please wait."

"Ok Boyd, but I will want some straight answers soon. We both love you a lot too so the sooner the better or I will worry myself sick."

"I promise that as soon as I can tell you what is going on, I will. I love you guys too, you may not know just how much, but I do. We'll talk soon, I gotta go, bye."

I shut the Skype down and sat and cried again. I so wanted to trust them, but I just couldn't until I sat face to face with them or Vickie was served, whichever came first. Tony came back with a beer for each of us and we headed back to our tent for a little pity party. We sat, talked and waited until 2330 hrs nursing our beers. We talked a little and but mostly we just sat and contemplated our lives and the people in them. I told Tony about my conversation with Misty and he thought she was maybe headed in the wrong direction, but it was hard to determine. We thought that she might think about me coming home or maybe some special 'do or die' mission that was coming up. But other than that it was still a mystery as to what she thought she might know.

It was breakfast time now so we left for the chow hall, mess tent, whatever they called it in the Army. We met up with Lillian and Amy and headed in. We sat and talked while we had breakfast. Then it was time to go. Lillian and Amy left first as they were scheduled to be on duty from midnight till eight. So Tony left shortly after them and headed for the headquarters Building to see Colonel Lane.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 3 years ago
Stay away from military stories

You are one of countless writers who have not a clue

26thNC26thNCabout 5 years ago
Good

Story.is going welp, but longer chapters would be great.

Tw0Cr0wsTw0Cr0wsover 9 years ago
re custodial parent

Until a legal separation is established the father has as much say in that as the mother.

Military stationing overseas is not loss of parental rights or authority.

It is unlikely that the paternal grandparents could be charged with kidnapping, grandparents living out of state often have grandchildren with them for visits.

TavadelphinTavadelphinover 10 years ago
The story ;line works well -

The dialogue needs some work - it is stilted in some places and run on in others.

The flow is very forced - take a mental deep breath occasionally and let it settle down some. You communicate good emotion and impact but it gets busy -

AnonymousAnonymousover 11 years ago
A mindless half literate prattle !

I think that this writer should do somethink better with his free time than waste it writing garbage. "1" !

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