I was assigned to Bravo Company. In any other context, it would have been an insult. Bravo was the dumping ground. It was…
My name is Warden Veronika Shaw. And for fifteen years, the mask has been my uniform. It’s forged from the recycled air of…
Jack “Bear” Lawson was at point. The heat was a physical weight, baking the black leather of his vest, but he didn’t feel…
The dream was so real I could smell the lavender soap she always used. My grandmother, dead for three years, sat on the…
No one corrected them. Not even Melissa, though she looked like her throat hurt, her face pale with a fury that wasn’t hers…
The silence that followed wasn’t just quiet. It was a vacuum. It sucked the air out of the room, pulled the Vivaldi from…
My world is divided into two parts. Before, and After. Before, I was just a father. A husband. A soldier. After, I became…
The gate at Fort Kessler, Wyoming, appeared out of the high-desert haze like a mirage. Grace Mallory kept both hands on the wheel…
There are rooms in the military that don’t have windows or names you can say outside them. Mine was cold and bright and…
The Navy Exchange on a Tuesday is the definition of mundane. The air hums with the sound of industrial refrigerators and the distant,…