Dear Huxley (Heart of a Wounded Hero)

This summer, my older brother and I both came home. Me, toting a college degree and a job with the city attorney. Him, with a decade of service to our country and a brotherhood of guys who followed him home.

Eavesdropping like the nosy little sister I’ll always be, I overheard them talking about the only one in their team who reenlisted. I’m intrigued. Hearing why the guy’s the only holdout in their group refusing to come home has my heart aching.

I can’t stop myself from what I do next.

Dear Huxley…