“She’s suffering out there, Jacob, you’ve seen her, it’s not right.” John said as he paced back and forth in front of Jacob.
Jacob leaned against the desk in the VA Center, arms crossed, “Well, what do you want me to do about it?”
“Can’t we make an executive decision to pull her out?” He stopped and looked to his older brother for some kind of guidance.
“You know that’s not how it works.” He sighed, wishing there was something he could do.
You were making a sandwich when you heard a soft knock on your door, you knew it couldn’t be John, he would’ve just busted in at this point. You opened the door and were completely surprised to see Faith.
“Can I come in?” She asked.
You nodded and let her in, closing the door behind her. You weren’t sure what to say, last time you’d seen her she wa
