Prompt #9 - What makes you laugh?
Not much makes me laugh these days. I used to laugh before the war, but a lot of people stopped laughing because of the war. Either they died so they couldn't laugh ever again or they saw too much and couldn't laugh without feeling guilt.
I belong to the second group.
I still do laugh sometimes when Marcus or Marie help me too, make me forget that every one is cruel in their own way. That perhaps I'm not the horrible person that I think I am.
I thank those two for being there for me, a man who has seen and done too much. They make life worth living.