Blackout curtains.

The thought snapped into place easily as if he had never been asleep to begin with. Sometimes he wondered whether he slept at all, but the gap in time suggested by his bedside clock said he must have. Sleep just wasn’t as satisfying as it was before he served. On some level he was always waiting for a shoe…or bomb…to drop.

He wasn’t sorry that he joined the army. Frankly, anything was worth getting out of his family home.… Read More

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