Chapter 17: SerenityIt still hasn’t really hit me that Dawn and I left our parents behind in California. We flew straight from the island of L.A. to the Detainment Center where Malaki was being held and tore it up, and then flew directly here to Fort Jamar, in Nebraska.
We can’t live the way we were before anymore. Even Dawn agrees we have to fight. My motorcycle was destroyed when the bombs hit, so I bought a new one on base that looked almost like my old one, except newer and shinier.
We’re staying in a living quarters with two bedrooms and a living room in a small group of apartment buildings here, located not far from the military buildings. The morning after the HEO meeting discussing our next actions, Dawn and I wake in each other’s arms on our sleeping pallets, which we’d pushed t
