The prompt is in bold.
“I'd catch a grenade for ya”, Marty yelled.
“What did you say?” His wife said startled raising her head from the pillow in the dark.
“I must have been dreaming.”
“Honey, I think you need to go to the VA and talk to someone.”
“But Vietnam was so long ago.”
“You probably need a change in medication.”
She reached for him and held him until he drifted off to sleep.
Tears came to her eyes as she thought of how many times she had done this for her husband and wondered if he would ever find the peace he so deserved.