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There's something very peaceful about the waterfall. Peace is something that Brad's been lacking a lot of late. Even in Iraq, there were moments of, if not quiet then peace, times when Brad had sat on the hood of the Humvee and watched the lights of the city in the distance and listened to Ray snore and the whisper of the radio cradled against his shoulder. Peace, if not quiet. A moment to catch his breath.
He'd spent time with Terry in the last couple of days but, mostly, he's been alone. It's been...not nice, not entirely, but necessary., all the same.
He hasn't seen much of Nate.
Which is entirely for the best.
He leans back against the rock and closes his eyes, trailing both bare feet in the cold, still water.
He'd spent time with Terry in the last couple of days but, mostly, he's been alone. It's been...not nice, not entirely, but necessary., all the same.
He hasn't seen much of Nate.
Which is entirely for the best.
He leans back against the rock and closes his eyes, trailing both bare feet in the cold, still water.