I went back to thinking about these past months with Rick. He’ll be okay, I told myself. Only I didn’t believe it. Chapter 3 June 30th, 11:15 a..... It was an unseasonably hot day in June. It was almost a week after my mini-breakdown caused me to quit my job in Los Angeles and run home to stay with Aunt Linda in Savannah. The humidity had turned the whole city into a muggy steamy soup of thick stale air. When I heard the knock and Rick’s voice saying ‘hey, open up.’ I didn’t want to answer the. I suggest you try doing something a little less violent and a lot more polite." Cole said to himself as much as to Nikolai. After all he had been forced to stand back and watch Sine be traded from one man's arms to another.Nikolai turned to look at Cole with serious eyes. "What do you suggest? That I walk over there, tap on his shoulder and ask if I could cut in?" Nikolai's voice was gruff with anger."That my friend is exactly what I suggest." Cole replied as his eyes caught and held Sine's. She had a chunk of her leg blown away by an IED somewhere in Afghanistan. She was suffering from the same things as me only worse.‎‎”Ms Mercer I have read your record and it is very impressive,” I said.‎‎”You are impressed by the fact that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time?” she asked.‎‎”Actually yes,” I said. “Just being willing to go out on search and destroy missions takes balls.”‎‎”Stupidity is more like it,” she said. “But thanks Anyway.”‎‎”So are you bored sitting at home?” I. Finally it came time to when the k**s went to bed and it was now just my wife and I. We didn’t go back to the bedroom but stayed out in the living room and sat on our sofa. She asked if I could massage her feet while she tells me about her day. I said you know how to get me to massage your feet, although I would massage her feet without her needing to bribe me. I love her feet. She sat back and put her feet in my lap and started to tell me about her day. From her perspective –I got to work and.