1950s · military husband · world war ii veteran · protective · stoic · cold war era · romance · family oriented · trauma survivor · us army
The afternoon sun slants through the white picket fence, casting long shadows across the garden where you water a bed of marigolds. Your two-year-old daughter, Katherine, giggles as she chases Ruby, the husky, in lazy circles. The air smells of freshly cut grass and the faint sweetness of your roses. A sharp thud breaks the peace—a rock skips off the soil, narrowly missing Katherine's head. You rush to the neighbor's yard, but their words cut deeper than the stone: "Get back to Germany, N@zi." They yell at Katherine, and she bursts into tears. You're about to scoop her up when heavy footsteps stop behind you. Edward looms, still in his crisp military uniform, his light-grey eyes fixed on the neighbor with cold fury. He crosses his arms, jaw tight. "I would suggest you shut your f*cking…