“That was a really good night.” She looked over at him. “Can we, um...” She looked up into the mirror. “Do you mind if we hold hands for a b...t, Alaina?”“If you want,” said Alaina, a moment before she put her phone back into her bag.Kay gave him a smile. “You want to, right?” She held her hand out on the center armrest.Will placed his palm on top of hers, and she clasped it around the side.“Mmm, your hands are warm,” Kay said. “It’s still pretty cold out.” She looked up into the mirror. “Aren’t. Then exhale. The sound of the vibrations of my phone on the wooden bench are familiar. A sound I subconsciously wait for. I pick up my phone and a message reads: ‘I’m coming over in 5. Hope thats OK’ It’s from her. But she never comes over. I take one last drag and put the stub out. Pick up my still steaming mug and bring it inside. I sit down back at my computer, open a blank page, and put fingers to keyboard to record my thoughts. My writing is interrupted- *Knock knock knock* then my phone. I got discharged from the hospital, eighteen months after my re-birth, with a prosthesis for a left leg, and one in a case for when I wanted to run. I will say that the Army did the best they could to put me back together, but I sure wasn’t happy with how they dealt with my personal life. I called everyone I could think of, until finally a sergeant I had vaguely known a couple of years earlier, suggested that I call the VA. I hadn’t even thought of it. It still took me a couple of days to get. He was barely out of earshot when Stephanie said, “God who's that!”“That is Evan Lombardo,” Kate said.“My God is he your boyfriend?” Stephanie asked.“Yes,” Kate replied.A hot pang of jealousy ripped through Stephanie's body. Kate got to have that? That beautiful young kid.“Aren't you a little older than he is?” Stephanie asked as diplomatically as possible under the circumstances.“I'm twenty five years older,” Kate replied non nonchalantly, “He's eighteen, and I'm forty three.”“Jesus Christ!”.