She found her foster father and Mike still awake, playing high stakes UNO at the dimly lit kitchen table. Her eyes quizzed the major. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. But some people have no consideration. Yet, I suppose that at the present moment I am the most envied man in the room. When the lad is fit to be moved, we’ll bring him home. It could not be she who had done this. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy.
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