Written for the 'morning coffee' prompt.
Title: If You Leave Me, Can I Come Too
Laura pulled the long strands from her brush and threw them in the trashcan under the sink. She stared into the mirror, cupping her hands over her hairline, imagining what she was going to look like without her one great vanity.
She heard the hatch opening and shutting, but refused to hurry. Bill had been gone all night. He could wait five minutes until she composed herself.
She dabbed a little more of the makeup onto her face. She'd been saving this last minuscule amount for a special occasion. But instead, she was now using it to hide the smudges under her eyes.
Finally, she took a deep breath and went out to face him.
"Good morning, ma'am. Your tea."
It wasn't Bill; it was the young private who brought their breakfast each morning.
"Thank you."
"I have the Admiral's coffee." The boy paused and looked around the room hesitantly. Bill always made it a point to thank him. Laura loved that about Bill; the way he made this young man's job seem as important as his own.
"Put it down on the table." Bill would never abandon her. It was another thing she loved about him. "He'll be back."
The End