Finding the Way Home
“This wasn't what was supposed to happen, right? He was a fucking wounded warrior. He was supposed to go home to Andy, have a hero's welcome. Andy was supposed to hug him, tell him that it was okay, no big deal. It was cool. Stumps were hot. Retirement and pensions were hot. Instead, what he got was another dude answering the door at the house he was supposed to be coming home to. A fucking psychiatrist to Andy's nurse. A doctor. "Sorry, James." "It just happened, you know?" "You were always gone." "I didn't tell you because you were hurt." Motherfucker. So, what did he do? Did he kill Dr. Shrinker and Andy and bury their bodies in the backyard like he wanted to? No. He'd called Horse and asked if he could couch surf for a few days until he got organized. Now he was sitting in front of some little house on the beach in the Carolinas, trying to get his shit together enough to go knock on the door at the crack of dawn. The door opened, and a tall, broad stud of a man came out, hands on h...is hips as he looked down the drive.MoreLess
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