“The Quarterback Shoved My Little Sister — He Didn’t Know Her Brother Had Just Returned From a Black Ops Deployment”

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“What are you thinking about?” she finally asks.

“Honestly? How different everything is here. How loud the silence is. How weird it feels to not be on alert every second.” I pause. “And how glad I am that I was here today. That I came to pick you up. That I saw what happened.”

“If you hadn’t been there…” She trails off, not wanting to finish the continue reading …