AN: A drabble that has refused to leave me, Enjoy~
Embellished truths. That's what I send home to Peg these days.I don't flat out lie to her, but she doesn't get all the details
either. Yeah, I told her Hawk and I went to Tokyo for R&R, but I didn't tell her that we didn't leave the king sized bed the entire
time. I told her about the long hours we work, but I don't tell her that I lose more sleep over the salty surgeon and our nightly
supply room visits. I tell her about the war, I tell her I miss her and Erin everyday, well, I really do miss Erin. But I can't bring
myself to tell her what the unedited truth is. That I'm not clean-cut BJ Hunnicutt that has perfect fidelity anymore; I'm Beej, a
man with a cheesy mustache who is passionately in love with his tent-mate. A Beej that cant bear the thought of leaving the
sharp-witted doctor, even if it means staying in the hell we call Korea. I say how much I hate the war, but that too is an
embellished truth, I hate the death we see on a daily basis, but I can't hate it for bringing me the love of my life.
