Jack of Harts

I had a rough time after I left the military.  It wasn’t all wine and roses.  The Peloran were off chasing the Shang across the galaxy and I…retired to enjoy the fruits of my long labors.  I’d forgotten what it was like to live without a finger on the trigger of a gun.  I couldn’t watch the Fourth of July fireworks without getting the shakes.  I woke up screaming more times than I can count.  A friend pulled me through.  Whenever he calls, I’ll be there.  I owe him.