What The War Took

An old Confederate veteran, ninety-three years old and alone, sits on his porch and remembers the boys he fought beside—Andrew, Jeremiah, Elijah, and little Oby. He recalls their fear, their laughter, the horror of scavenging from the dead, and the weight of survival. Through memory, he carries them still. This is a story about what war takes, what love outlasts, and the ghosts that never leave a man.