His Secret Asian Assistant by Patricia Vanzant

Author:Patricia Vanzant [Vanzant, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-08T23:00:00+00:00

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His room was pitch black. It was much too dark for the ranch. But, he wasn’t at the ranch. He was back at the compound. Back in Afghanistan.

He felt the weapon in his hand though he had no memory of picking it up. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that this was a dream. This was not real.

Even with this knowledge, Jake found that he could not stop his feet from treading along the all too familiar path. He moved down the abandoned walkway, dirt swirling around his feet. It had not been that way there. He had been surrounded by his unit on all sides.

He tried to tell himself this. Tried to tell himself that it was just a dream, and that he should wake up. His body did not listen.

Instead, his footsteps continued down the ominous road covered completely with gray, concrete walls. Finally, he came to what looked to be a dead end. He knew it wasn’t. He knew what waited for him on the other side.

His mind screamed for his body to turn around. He told himself to run, to turn away, or anything to avoid what he was certain was coming. Instead, he watched in helpless terror as he moved to the other side of the wall, his weapon drawn. As soon as he did, he heard it.

One quick blast that caused a scream to issue from his mouth. Before he could tear himself from the scene, he felt one gentle hand on his arm.

His eyes flew open and he grabbed forcefully at the hand that touched him.

“It’s ok, it’s just me,” a gentle female voice said.

Jake looked up at Felicia, her dark skin nearly camouflaging her to the room. Her large, brown eyes were opened wide and filled with concern.

Jake took two deep breaths to calm himself down. Then, immediately felt heat rush up his face. He had no idea that his nightmares had become loud enough to be heard across the hall in Felicia’s room.

“Sorry,” he said quickly turning over to his side, hoping to hide his face.

“Don’t worry about it,” she answered. “It happens to me too sometimes.”

Surprised, he turned over once again to look at her. As he did, he tried to think of a question he could voice that would not sound either rude or prying. After all, they hadn’t spoken much about their past. Neither of them seemed willing or able to. Asking for that secret information now seemed almost like betraying a trust.

None the less, Felicia must have seen the question in his eyes. She sighed and sat down on his bed.

“I was six when my mom died,” she said. “I watched it happen. One of my dad’s friends came over to our place and he was high as a kite. Thought mom had more drugs for him. Wouldn’t believe her when she said no.”

Jake wasn’t sure of what to say to that. ‘I’m sorry’ would have been the obvious choice. But, then, he remembered how often people had been saying ‘I’m sorry’ to him for the past few months.

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