I received an email last week asking me if the wedding photo in my short story was real. And the answer is yes. The story itself is fiction, but there is an actual Japanese wedding photo in existence.
My grandfather brought this picture back from the Pacific after serving in WWII.
He found it in a deserted shack on one of the tiny islands in the Pacific (no doubt where Japanese plane spotters lived). Anyway, it's always seemed like such a sad photo to me. No doubt something must have happened to the groom to make him leave behind his wedding photo. I've always wanted to incorporate that into a story. Hence, the title.
Thanks for all the questions and emails you've sent me about my little short story. It's been great encouragement and yes, I'm still working on the sequel.