CHAPTER 1
“Are you here?” Sabrina’s text from Jason read. She had finally been able to come and visit him after months and months of talking about it.
“I am on my way to pick up my luggage ,” she texted back.
“Cool, I will meet you outside ,” was the text that she got back from him.
“K ,” Sabrina responded picking up her step. Jason and Sabrina had met in an online support group for widows and widowers. They had hit it off from the start both having similar sense of humors. They both had sons that were five years old. They both had lost their spouses in Afghanistan. Sabrina Benson had been married to her husband, Mark, for ten years when the Marine Chaplin and a recruiter had come to her door to notify her that her husband had been killed in the line of duty. Sabrina had completely fallen apart that day, devastated that she had lost the love of her life. Sabrina had known Mark since they were in the fifth grade. Mark had saved her from a bully on the playground and they were inseparable from that day on. Sabrina had not known that Mark had a crush on her and wanted to be more than friends until their senior year when he had kissed her on prom night. Sabrina was not what you would call a sexy vixen by any stretch of the imagination. She was 5’2” with dark brown eyes and chocolate brown skin, with a short and curly pixie haircut. Her hair was black with blonde streaks now but she still had the same cut. Sabrina had always been a ‘thick’ girl in high school. She had been a size twelve; now she was a size sixteen. Pregnancy had given her ass a little oomph. Her parents had not been well off so she had not had the best of, well anything, but she had clothes and food and a desire to work hard. Mark came from a military family; his father, his father’s father and his father’s father’s father were all in the military. He was a Man of Honor. He had joined the Marines right out of high school and Sabrina had been on her way to Brown University. Mark had asked her to marry him the day after graduation and she had happily accepted. She had gone to school and graduated from Brown with a bachelor’s degree in journalism and went right into being the dutiful military wife with no hesitation. Sabrina thought they had a good life. They had tried to have a baby for years getting all the “work” in when he was home. It had taken some years but they had both been ecstatic when they found out that she was pregnant with Noah. So when Sabrina had gotten Mark’s belongings and, well, you could have knocked her over with a feather when she realized that he had been cheating on her for most of their marriage and had a seven year old daughter living in West Virginia with his mistress. Sabrina could not remember ever experiencing so many emotions all at once. The woman that he had been having an affair with must have thought she would fight her for Mark’s military benefits. She had gotten an attorney before Sabrina had even gotten the will. She was surprised when Sabrina had stood proudly and said she did not want it, to give it all to her daughter and she would take care of Noah on her own. Finding out all the things that she had about her husband when he had died had soured Sabrina on relationships. She was not the type of woman that could give up on love completely. She had seen her mother and father have a very happy thirty year marriage and she refused to believe that was a fluke. To help her with her mourning, she had joined an online support group. She had decided that she could not look at people’s faces when she told them about what she had learned after her husband had been killed. No matter what, Sabrina had loved Mark and they had a beautiful son, and she missed her husband.
Sabrina arrived at the luggage area and was waiting on her suitcase when she got another text from Jason.
“Are you ready yet, woman?” the text read. Sabrina smiled and laughed. That was
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