Carly
With the help of Kyler and Bulldog Jr, we walked across the campsite as the three musketeers. I know it's no time for jokes, but a few of the kids thought it was funny to call it us one day, as we all walked together they had never seen us apart, so they thought it was funny to call it us. Hence, forward the name stuck.
We entered the building where I worked. My face was tearstained, splodgy and I looked like I had two black eyes from crying through my puffy eyes. I still can't believe he would do that to me. I never expected it of him. He seemed to be too much in control to up his own ass with his merit badges to prove he was a good soldier, a loyal soldier.
My mentor took one look at me and she knew. “Oh, Carly dear, what happened?”
I burst into tears.
She wrapped her arms
