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Thorns in the Heart I

year of Nguyen-Du high school. We lived in the resettlement Tran-
Hung-Dao, Ban-Me-Thuot city. The high plateau of central Vietnam.

Most of the time we plaid soccer on the back yard of Community
Elementary

Tran-Hung-Dao school. It had a winding spring at the left side, so
we swam in the spring's water every time after the game. He had a
volunteer

to be a Ranger after he graduated at National Military Academy
Thu-Duc until now. " Nguyen said.
" The brown beret? "

" Yes... "

On the way, Nguyen drove the Air Force pickup toward the Binh-
Minh restaurant. They don't talk anything to each of other. Phuong
was quiet to thinking of what Tuyet had told her about Nguyen's
girlfriends. Phuong bent her head, thinking of a woman, who had
come to live with Nguyen for a few days, or a few weeks in his home.
What is the sentiment between them? Maybe, she is his lover,
maybe not ... She felt a rending in her heart, and she tried to hide her
tears, which grew in her eyes. She thought of her condition. To be a
girl in the bar... Where her perfume and powder was fading by the
passions thirst of any passer-by. She glanced to look at his face, and
continued thinking: I am nothing for you to worry about. I knew you
are honest. Sometimes you are frigid, and some people had difficult
to understand you. You were Either trying to hide behind your
coldness the full sentiment of love, and affection... or you have
ensconced like a cobblestone in a situation of narrow or rigid.
Because of the war... Much harder for water to push and rolling his
cobblestone soul forward into the waterfall of the love... One day it
will have a strong hit from another until it broke into pieces, and on
the broken areas of the cobblestone will have special angles colors
showing in the transparent spring water. But what is the waterfall
should be for you are a cobblestone? - The spreading of war, the

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