The Last Flight

“He came home twice, but neither war would let him go.”

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The Last Flight
A short novel by James A. Spillane

Ethan Whitmore returns from Afghanistan and from the haze of drug rehab to a Boston townhouse that looks polished on the outside but is rotting within. His father, a powerful senator, parades him as a political symbol. His mother smooths curtains and polishes silver, pretending silence can erase the screams in the night. His fiancée, Clara, clings to love as though words alone could stitch him back together. Only his sister Emily sees the truth—that Ethan’s war never ended, it only moved inside him.

When tragedy strikes, the Whitmores refuse to face it as it is. They demand answers, chase shadows through South Boston alleys, and polish their grief into speeches for the cameras. But hidden beneath Emily’s bed lies a black notebook, its jagged entries confessing a reality the family cannot bear.

The Last Flight is a raw, Steinbeck-styled portrait of a family unraveling, of politics feeding on loss, and of the quiet war that follows soldiers home. It is a story of denial and obsession, of love blind to darkness, and of a house that groans with memory. In the end, there are no heroes—only broken people, each carrying their own weight of stone.