Painting A Vivid Picture
Clive had become the focus of the security guard’s gaze, and even the restaurant had fallen silent. Rebecca nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. Softly, she replied, “I’m listening.”
Clive recounted the horrors he and his fellow soldiers had witnessed, the sacrifices they had made, and the camaraderie they shared during their time in Vietnam.
As he spoke, the pendant around his neck grew heavier in meaning as he painted a vivid picture of his past.