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military for
reasons that I think you’re old enough to know about now.”
I cocked my head inquisitively. Dalton had
always been quiet on the subject of why he chose to serve, but I
never thought it was something he would tell my own father before
me.
“Dalton...like me and your brother, we have
special abilities. We’re...well we’re more powerful than your
average Joe. That’s why we feel obligated to serve our country. To
protect freedom.”
    “What do you mean, special abilities ?” I
asked, unable to figure out what he was getting at. Sure, they were
an exceptionally strong group of men, but I don’t know if I would
call strength a special
ability .
My father took a deep breath, and then
turned to face me. He gave me the look he gives only when he’s
trying to convey how serious he is.
“We’re shifters, baby doll. Dalton and me,
we can turn into lions when we see fit, just like your brother
could.”
I stared at him blankly, trying my best not
to laugh. But part of me suddenly became very concerned that my
father might be going senile.
“Jessie, I know that look, and your old man
isn’t that old. Don’t you go insulting me with your pity,” he
growled.
“Dad...I’m sorry...but that’s literally
crazy. I think you need to go see a doctor.”
My father placed his hand on my arm, his
gaze still dead serious. “Just because you don’t understand
something, doesn’t mean it’s not true or real. Dalton loves you and
wants to be with you. But he chose to protect his country because
he’s special, and the military needs men like him. Just like they
needed me, and just like they needed Eric.”
I felt a rush of anger fill my body. Why
would my father insult my brother’s life with this weird fantasy
garbage? I pulled my arm away, hurt and confused.
“Dad, I think that’s enough,” I said
quietly, imagining how I would have to bring this up to my
mother.
“Now listen—” my father started, picking up
a finger to point it at me. The sliding door opened behind us and
my mother stood against the frame, wearing a loose cotton blouse
and capris. She smiled at us and shook her head, crinkling her warm
brown eyes.
“Should have guessed you two would be out
here. Like father like daughter. You always did love coming outside
for some fresh air.”
I quickly got up from my seat and ran over
to my mother for a hug. I didn’t want to think about how I was
going to deal with my father just yet. But I knew over dinner it
would be a struggle to look at him without dread filling my stomach
at the thought of losing him.

Chapter
Four
     
Just staring at the letter made my heart
heavy. But I had been doing that regularly for the last two months
and ten days, and the power of her words never ceased to amaze
me.
    It was like each time I read
it I could hear her sweet voice in my head.
Dear Dalton,
     
Things here have been pretty good. I think
I’m finally dealing with Eric’s passing instead of trying to run
from it, even if it has taken me nearly a decade. Better late than
never.
     
Shannon has been great support, and we go
out regularly to the movies and to grab some drinks. Did you see
that action movie with Casey Patterson? I thought it was good fun,
if not more than a little cheesy.
     
School has been great too. The kids get
unruly, but they’re just as sweet as can be. The Thanksgiving
pageant is coming up, and they look absolutely adorable in their
little Pilgrim and Indian construction paper outfits! I’ve included
a picture so you can see—someone should appreciate all my hours of
cutting out costumes! I have way too many paper cuts, but I think
it’s worth it.
     
I can’t wait to see you again. I know it
takes forever for you to get these letters via snail mail, but I
think there’s something so important, so organic and tangible about
communicating this way. Stay safe soldier, and keep your ass
covered.
     
     
Lots of love,
     
Jessie
     
She always ended her letters the same way,
and yet it