Keeping it short to rest the arm for commenting later on when I'm more awake. This week starts a few sentences from where last weeks ended:
"Are you well enough to walk, Casey?" His voice was gruff but his eyes gave away the concern behind the tough exterior.
"Yes Sir," I nodded to emphasize how awesome I was feeling, and regretted it mid nod. There were nails rattling around in there, I was sure. The smile plastered on my face probably looked more creepy than convincing. I shrugged to myself.
"Major Cavanough needs to see us."
Creepy smile vanished, and I found myself wishing that I could go back in time and unsmile, just to avoid meeting with Cavanough.
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