me for the day or two?”
“Where are you going?”
“About 4 hours away by train, I want to go see James's parents. Tell them how sorry I am for their loss. James was a good man.”
“Of course I can spare you. God go with you.”
Jason walked up the sidewalk to a cozy, white house and knocked on the door. A young boy answered the door. “Is Mrs. or Mr. Thompson at home?”
“Are you selling anything? Because if you are, your wasting your time here.”
“No, I'm not selling anything.” Jason chuckled.
“Who is it Jacob?”
“Hello, Mrs. Thompson, my name is Jason. Sargent Jason Braveheart.”
“Do you have news from James?”
“You don't know? I hate to be the one to tell you this. Your son died in prison camp. He came back for me. I came back to help another man. And he came to help me.”
“My son? Dead? Please say it isn't true.” Mrs. Thompson sniffed. “I wish I could, but I can't. I am very sorry, ma'am. Are you a Christian, ma'am?”
“Yes, I am. I am so afraid that my Jamie died an unbeliever. Granted I just became a Christian about a year and a half ago, but I so hope he was a believer.”
“He was, Mrs. Thompson. James became a Christian about 7 months before he died.”
“Thank you, Sargent. That is a great comfort to me. Won't you come in? My husband and my youngest son should be home from work soon. In fact they should be here any minute.”
“That would be nice. Thank you. Is your husband a Christian, too?”
“Yes he is and my son is a Christian, too. They became Christians soon after I did.”
Just then a jovial older looking man came whistling down the sidewalk. He was followed by a serious looking young man. The jolly man asked, “Edith, who is this?”
“Hello, sir. I am Sargent Jason Braveheart. I knew your son.” “What do you mean, 'knew'? Don't you still know him?” the young man asked.
“Be still, Joseph.” the father said.
“I am sorry to say, I can only say I knew him.” Jason said softly, “He died in prison camp.”
“What?” The father looked like he aged 10 years.
“He was a good man, a hero. He came back for me. I went back for another man and James came back for me.”
“Was...was he a Christian when he died?”
“Yes, I can honestly say he was, sir.”
“Sargent, will you stay to lunch? I am afraid it won't be anything fancy. Just soup.”
“You don't know how good that sounds to me after eating nothing but spam for months and months.”
“Thank you for the delicious soup.” Jason shook everyone's hands. “But I really must be going home now.”
“Come back any time.” Edith said.
“I will.” Jason smiled.
~`~`~ 2 months later
“Mama! I just heard the news! The war is over!”
“What? Does that mean you will be discharged?”
“That is what the commander said.”
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