This is the story of a teenage war bride. The names are changed; the stories are all true.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

R&R

We picked up a hitchhiker last night.

We've never done that before, but he was walking on post down a bit from our house, and was wearing DCUs. He's home for R&R from Iraq, and some guys had given him some shitty directions to the Shopette. He was in a bad place over there- no electricity or water; lost a guy in an ambush early on before losing a vehicle to an IED. And he has to go back next week for another six months in the same area.

I never knew his name. But if something happens to him, I'll know who he is the moment it's on the news.

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