I run my nails over her perfect globes and squeeze her crinkled teats. Her beatific expression as she shuffles the pack, tells me nothing. Read On. Nan was getting older and she was starting to forget what it was like to be young.
When I got out of the Army, I went out on a high, so to speak. As a member of a Special Forces team, I enjoyed not only the duty itself--always in the thick of it, behind enemy lines, flying to this hot spot or that revolution--but I was proud of myself. I did my duty, served my country, maybe saved a few lives by taking out a few terrorists.
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