Days of Never Again, Part 1 - Opening Chapter by R.E. Vaughn
My father buried a knife deep in my heart. In March of 1968, at the height of the Vietnam War, we lived in Columbus, Georgia, when I was a girl of eleven years old. Nearby was the Fort Benning military base, where my father had trained as a soldier and returned to from the war. He had been home only a few months when he abandoned us, leaving town with a next-door neighbor, my mother’s friend Abigail Chapel.