Date: 2020-01-24 07:37 pm (UTC)
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“You did good.” She nodded at him, finally smiling in a way that he would recall from their younger days.

“Not that scrawny guy I worried I’d break if I hugged to hard anymore.” She laughed and looked him over, no Tom wasn’t a young man anymore, but he was still Tom to the core. His fidgets, his hesitation, his inability to see his own value.

“I saw pictures of you, as you progressed and earned commendations. Watched you change.” He’d grown up, filled out, but not his eyes, they were exactly the same.

“It was all I had, nothing tangible left.” Nothing she could touch, she didn’t even have a set of dogtags she could hold.
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