tori started a story before she left (on my typewriter).

"this story is not true. It is from the mind of a 14 yearold girl... Tori Baxter.

John was walking through his hometown. Bruised and beaten and bloody. People were staring at him and the rest of the confederate soldiers who stood by him. He walked drearerly through the town, waiting to reach his home.
There it was, the pretty little blue Cape Cod house with the white shutters. With his head held high he walked up the steps to the front door. Not knowing if he should knock, or just walk in, he hoped that Sally would remember him. With a little bit of a shimpish grin he knocked on the front door, and was surprised by the picture he saw.
There standing in the open doorway was Sally. Just as beautiful as she was the day he left to fight in the raging war, but now in stead of her cute little petite body he saw a big belly. He was stunned, speechless, and couldn't comprehend what had happened. The confusion faded and he was suddenly angry, she was pregnant. But with whose baby?"