Tatum_Whispers

What makes a hero?

They say a hero is someone that has given his life to something bigger than himself.

I say a hero is no braver than an ordinary man, he is just braver for five minutes longer.

All soldiers are brave, it's what they do with their bravery that makes them heroes.

Am I a hero?

Clayton Jackson dedicated his life to serving his country. Enlisting in the Marine Corps at the young age of eighteen, he never imagined following any other path. However, fate had other plans for him as a life-altering accident during his last deployment left him disabled and forces him to return home. 

Hiding in the small town he grew up in, Clayton tries to keep his secret from his loved ones at all costs. One day while seeking refuge from his troubled mind, his path crosses with Isabella Jones. Their connection is instantaneous as if the universe conspired to bring them together. 

Isabella, a mysterious and enigmatic woman, is haunted by the demons from her own past. As their relationship quickly blossoms, the unspoken truths between them threaten to tear them apart. When Clayton is presented with the opportunity to rejoin the Marine Corps, Isabella is faced with a decision: whether to accompany him or remain behind.

Caught in this web of secrets and lies, they try to navigate their love through the murky waters, desperately hoping to find solace in each other's arms. But will love be enough to conquer the shadows that lingered in their hearts? Or would the truth ultimately be their undoing?

The Broken Soldier: Secrets of a Broken Marine

It is early morning as I sit on the porch waiting for Isi to wake up.

There are only two things playing on my mind this morning.

I am so goddamn happy to be home, and worst of all, I need to go back and finished what I have started.

It is only another three months stretch to go, and by the way that things seem, some of the boys might be coming home earlier.

Now I know that she will not love the idea, but I am not deserting my country; even though I chose my wife, I still have a service that I need to fulfill. One thing Clayton Jackson is not known for is to run away and hide. I want to be that hero; I want to make that difference, and god, I will be doing it the right way.

So as Miss Sleepy Heads sticks her head around the corner, I know that she has watched me while I have been having turmoiled in my head.

"What has your daydreaming so early in the morning, soldier?"

"Well…" she only but cocks her head and looks at me."

Until The Fat Lady Sings