She glanced over to see a young man, his face placid, looking ahead. He said nothing, but in this situation, nothing was required. They ran together i... companionable silence, their breath hissing in and out of their lungs.Something made her lean forward just a fraction more, which required her to lengthen her stride to compensate, and she pulled ahead of her impromptu running partner fractionally.He caught up within seconds, and matched her stride. He obviously wanted to run with her, despite. Jace, the father, is a forty-two year old child. He loves stupid “dad jokes” and laughs at the most childish things. He is also a daredevil who can’t get enough adrenaline in his system, which is why he became a firefighter. His childish personality is hidden behind his suave demeanor; he’s a real charmer. He keeps his body in shape and is oftentimes mistaken for a man in his early thirties, thanks in part to his bright red, wavy, shoulder-length hair and his round buttocks. He stands at five. ”“Yes, I know ... gets his ass shot off first.”“Yeah.”Dillon was quiet for a few seconds as he processed that information. “You’re right Pete ... makes it tough to readjust to civilian life, especially when you’re young. He’ll probably stay. Thanks for the information.”“See you soon Sergeant Major.”Gunny Alvarez never got that steak dinner. Before they could get together he was deployed overseas again.December was here and there had been no word from James Cavanaugh despite the confirmation. "It's very nice to meet you, Adam." she said, bowing to me. I just stood there dumbly.Nicole subtly jabbed me in the side. "Bow back, knucklehead," she muttered without moving her mouth. Hesitantly, I bowed back.Class started shortly after. At the start, everyone gathered in a line, sorted by level of experience. I went right to the end of the line, with no experience and no white suit. I found out later from Nicole that she ordered it with the sensei while I was off looking around before class.