Writing Prompts Day 19

Day 19 of the daily prompts:

Crumpled

The crumpled letter was tossed at the side of the wastebasket. She was in tears on her bed, crying in big sops. There was no word; there was no sentimentality that would make her stop crying. He had been killed in action and that was all they were telling her. It hadn’t been his war. It wasn’t her war either. It was their war, and now he had died because men like him die for causes not their own.

She had begged him not to go. She had said they could...