by: Rebecca Taylor

Todd Brody sat in the barracks with his comrades.

“My mother met her,” said Todd.

“She met your mystery lover?” asked Jack Lawrence.

“She is not my mystery lover,” said Todd, “I’m not much of a believer in fate, not with what we see over here.”

“What did your mother think?” asked Carrie Rimico.

“She liked her,” said Todd, “but she’s also dating someone else right now.”

“If you want to get to know her, you’d better contact her soon, before she’s too involved with this other guy,” said Carrie.

“I have no desire to be part of a love triangle, especially not with Caralee to think about,” said Todd.

“What else did ya mother say?” asked Jack.

“That she believed that Sienna was genuine in her knowledge about me,” said Todd, “and that she cares about me. I don’t understand caring about people you’ve never met before.”

“Seriously,” said Carrie, “with the work we do, we care about and protect people we don’t know every day.”

“It isn’t the same thing,” said Todd, “we are fighting for what is right, for justice and a good life for the people here, we don’t have intimate knowledge about their personal lives.”

“Maybe if you’d be willing to open your mind and heart to love with her, you’d enjoy some of the dreams that she has been having,” said Carrie.

“Enough,” said Todd, “there’s nothing more to discuss. When I return home, I will decide what to do next. I might just contact her and tell her that I’m cutting her loose from whatever dreams she’s been having, and that she has no responsibility to me and that she can continue dating whoever it is that she is.”

“How noble,” said Carrie rolling her eyes, “besides in three months, she might not even be dating him anymore.”

“I’ll deal with it, when I’m back on home soil,” said Todd, “after I’ve had time to see my daughter and parents again.”

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