Dawn
I"m surrounded by cooks and clerks, not soldiers. These people shouldn"t be here. Then again, neither should I. I was so relieved when Gabby came and took charge. She"s over in the corner, making plans with the few officers that are with us.
I"m sitting on the ground with Connor"s head in my lap. His breathing is labored. Connor is going to die here and the rest of us may not be far behind. I hold his hand in mine.
“How"s he doing?” Jeremy asks as he takes a seat next to us and runs a hand through Connor"s hair.
I look up into Jeremy"s eyes. Only Jeremy would understand what it feels like to lose Connor. He is good in a place where no one is good anymore. He is kind. He is braver than most of us. He put his arse on the line to sabotage many of the bombs that would"ve destroyed the
