Chapter Eighteen
As good as Jen had handled me in bed, sexing her hadn’t done a damn thing to take my mind off my last few sessions. The revelation that Pastor Prangles was a cheater made things worse. I was conflicted…I missed Jen, but I didn’t feel like being bothered. I ignored her calls. I put my head down and went to work. Sergeant First Class Meadows was looking for me every day. Because I had missed two consecutive days, I had to report to him directly. He was a hard man, but he had a way of showing concern. Every day he would ask, “You alright, Specialist?” He seemed uncomfortable showing concern. It wasn’t in his nature.
I appreciated it though and always responded, “Roger, I'm good.”
It was a lie. I wasn’t good. I wasn’t sleeping at night and the smallest thing would set me of
