Ever since my husband, James Zeller, and I got married, we'd been following the common-law marriage system from his hometown.In other words, we didn't hold a wedding ceremony, held no official marriage license, and refrained from interacting with each other's relatives. I also retained my family name.Ever since he moved to the military base, I'd pretty much lost all contact with him.All I had of him was the photo we took when we got married, the occasional letters he sent home, and some transaction receipts.I felt heavily distressed at the sight of my son, Jasper Chalder, sobbing pitifully about not being a bastard child. He asked tearfully why other children had fathers to pick them up after school.I recalled the contents of a letter James had sent to me a while back. He informed me that he'd given up the opportunity to head home over the new year to another soldier who needed it more, so he wasn't coming home to celebrate with us this year.When I read the news, I was both
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