He was only 26. 4 years. That was a long time. He was such a kid."If it's a routine training exercise, how come someone can die?' Jim asked sarcastica...ly. "How routine can it be for god sakes?" It's the military. So you never know what the whole story is. Sure it was routine. It was their routine conquering of a third world nation." Ray answered back with a sneer."He's dead" It was all Luke could think to say. How short a life was it that he was dead at 26? Shot, or blown up or something. ”“I love you too,” Holly rose to kiss Sam’s cheek. At the same time Sam turned his head to her, the peck landed on his lips, causing Holly to giggle at the accident.“He’s so sweet,” she thought before sleep caught her.Chapter 5The next morning Holly was cooking breakfast and felt Sam appear from behind her. He kissed her head, sliding his arms around her, resting his hands on her flat stomach.“You smell good,” he complimented her.“You sure it’s not this bacon?” Holly joked.“Heh, nah. I. The idea that he might choose you just turns your mind to mush. You noticed how quiet it is when he's making the rounds. Every woman in the room is a total zombie. And if he stops at your table, you go into panic overload. Your heart starts pounding so hard you're sure it's going to explode, your mouth gets dry, your hands are shaking, you hardly know your own name. It's truly incredible. I don't know of any drugs that'll give you a rush like that. You saw how dazed Linda was through the whole. It’s the real thing. Mojo frog, man.’ ‘Hey wait…’ But he was already gone, striding down the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, his coat flapping. I went to the curb so I could use the streetlight and opened the box. It was a little frog, maybe three, four inches long, and as the wind blew it rocked back and forth in its little cotton bed. He was all shriveled up with one froggy foot up and the other leg extended, and one tiny froggy arm reaching up, the other against his chest. The eyes.