I never told the general. I couldn't.
I wanted to tell her she was the reason I became a scout. So I could join her up at the front lines, to keep fighting at her side.
If a rank-and-file grunt like me could help ease her loneliness, even just for a time, that'd be enough for me.
I knew I could die. I knew the risk. But I also knew that this was what I wanted.
And I've never regretted it. Whenever that final day comes, I want to have spent every one before it with her. My place is there, fighting for her.
- Nov 04 Sun 2012 01:01