TV Radio Mirror (Jul - Dec 1962)

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lis a story to send chills down your spine! I — f The scream in the darkened room vas shrill and piercing — the cry of a iroraan in intense pain. As it penetrated laddin's consciousness and jolted him out of deep sleep, he realized that it was his wife screaming ! )uickly he switched on the night lamp. Louise lay beside iim, her eyes wide and staring. She didn't seem to know he vas there. "Darling, what is it? What's the matter?" he asked. He jut his arm on her shoulder — and realized that she was shaking with fear. "My leg!" she moaned. "Oh ... my leg!" She gripped her left leg under the covers, rocking back and forth in pain. "What's happened?" he asked "Do you /ant me to call the doctor?" Louise looked at him and, for the first time, seemed aware of lis presence. Slowly she shook her head. "No. No doctor ... he couldn't do any good. It . . . it's not It's Bob. Bob's been shot." Bob? She could only mean one Bob — a friend of theirs, a Chief Petty )fficer in the Navy. But Bob was in the South Pacific, fighting the Japanese . . . thousands of miles away! "How. lo you know he's been shot?" Louise said nothing. Just looked at him. Soothingly, he put his arm around her, sut she refused to be comforted. "He's been shot, I tell you! I felt it!" She rubbed her leg again, [Continued on page 81) 49