The Green Jacket (story in description)

"The Green Jacket"
(as told to me by my grandmother about her experiences during the war)
"Hand in hand, we were looking at the stars. The faint noise of the explosions are still inescapable. I did not mind it. I finally had him with me. Next to me. I dreaded what tomorrow might bring. He would be back in the war, so I tried to not think about it too much. Breaking the silence I said, "I would like to buy you a green shirt one of these days! You'd look very handsome in green." He looked at me and said, "I probably won't be able to wear it since I have to wear my uniform every day." We continued to gaze at each other and back at the stars. He left very early the next morning. I got up and got ready for the day. I got my three year old son ready as well. Right about when I was done cooking the rice, one of my husband's friends who was also in the service barged into our little hut, exhausted from running, and fearfully gave me the heartbreaking news. "Your husband is dead. He got shot at the bridge, trying to keep the Japanese from crossing it." I did not even have the time to process it in my head, but my heart was already yearning for him, his comfort, his embrace. Scattered, I picked up my son on my right arm, and the small pot of rice on my left, knowing I would have to make it last for a while. I ran away as far as I could. I dug a hole in the ground, deep enough for me and my son to hide. I covered the top with twigs and leaves, hoping that it would conceal us from the enemy. After hiding for three days, the noise finally stopped and I felt it was safe to come out. We were rescued and were able to finally find safety. We were brought back to our town by locomotive, and as soon as we arrived, we were greeted by the soldiers, handing out food for everybody. My husband's brothers met me and brought me to my husband's grave. He had the biggest wooden crucifix and was separated from the rest of the fallen soldiers. After many years, his remains were moved and were buried with our countries' heroes."
My lola was often heard singing "The Anniversary Song" throughout her life. It was her favorite song, and one she often sang with her husband before his passing. She was singing it right before she passed away, as she finally reunited with her long, lost love.
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CAST
Bethanie Garcia as Victoriana
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