injaynesworld "Until Then..."

It was nearly closing time and the place was empty but for the usual stragglers sipping the last of their drinks, prolonging the moment when they would have to reenter a world where no one awaited them. 

She placed another quarter in the slot of the old jukebox, her once-smooth hand quivering as her finger found its way to the worn and cracked button.  As the music began, the dingy bar faded away; it was 1962 and she was once again in his arms, a young bride, her head nestled against his shoulder, swaying slowly to the song that would always be theirs.

“I’ll return to you,” he promised only days later as he kissed her one last time before joining the other young soldiers boarding a plane to a war she did not understand. 

Her voice broke as it always did when she sang those last words, “… until then I’ll always be devoted to you,” and watched as the arm of the jukebox carefully picked up the record to tuck it away for another night. 

This post is in response to the Five Sentence Fiction prompt, “Devotion.”