Chapter 25Janet lay in bed thinking about Nate, imagining for the hundredth time what he must have gone through in Iraq. She couldn't say she was disappointed he'd hid under his fallen friends, but she knew it had come at a terrible price. She wanted to pay that debt for him, take it all away, but she couldn't and she knew it. All she could do was love him, be patient (not one of her stronger suits) and support him in his long arduous road back to the young man he'd left behind six years ago. At least the first hurdle had been cleared; he told her what had happened. Now it was a matter of keeping him talking so the healing process could continue. She stared at the ceiling. If only there was a way of retracting the tale of heroism by those who had found him. But in truth, she knew that even
