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Prologue
Don’t be sad Because sad backwards is das, and das not good
-Coffee Cup
Pace
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding irl sends you es than my mother”
“You don’t have a mother,” Cherry Bomb, the resident explosives expert for our unit, said froun seat “And I think it’s kind of cute”
We all looked at the package that Ford’s sister sent him
Ford, better known as Elder to our unit, blushed like a school girl every tie from her It was actually pretty sweet
And even though we’d never seen each other in our civilian lives, we’d grown up in small towns not so far apart Hell, his father had even arrested h, we hadn’t realized that until we’d coot to this particular hell hole
“You’re just jealous that my sister actually likes me, Pascha”
I gave Ford a quelling look, then trained it on all the other men that were in the Humvee
I really hated iven me my name, and my mother was just as much not a part of my life as my sister
Sadly, Ford was also right I was sort of jealous Whereas his sister actually cared that he was over here, mine had no clue that I’d even left the states And if she had known, I highly doubted that the woman would even care
“What have I told you about using rowled
“You told me to never call you Pascha,” Ford repeated
Cherry Bomb, also known as Taylor Downs, snorted and continued to stroke his hand over his gun He did that sometimes, and for the most part, we let him do what he had to do This place was definitely not co his weapon, ere going to let him be
“What all is in it?” I asked, touching the box that was in Ford’s hand with er
“Rando shit out of the box
Ford’s sister, Oakley, was actually adorably cute I’d only ever seen a couple of photos of her—photosof Ford and Oakley when they were children—seeing as Oakley liked to cut them out and make weird, random ass ornaments out of them and send them to Ford because she liked to embarrass him But the pictures that I did see? Well, those took my breath away
Oakley was a gorgeous girl
She also had two different colored eyes, just like Ford did