We drove home in silence.Reaper was loaded into the back of a medical transport, still unconscious, still breathing in that shallow, uneven way that made me watch his chest every thirty seconds just to make sure he hadn't stopped. Sophia rode with him. Eva sat beside me in the front of the convoy vehicle, wrapped in a thermal blanket, staring out the window at the highway.Nobody spoke for a long time.Eventually Eva said, "Is he going to wake up?""Yes," I said."How do you know?""Because he's stubborn," I said. "He's the most stubborn man I've ever met and I've known him for forty years. He doesn't do anything he doesn't want to do. He's not ready to sleep yet."Eva didn't say anything. She pulled the blanket tighter.The convoy turned onto the long road that led back to the compound. Trees on both sides. The sky was starting to lighten at the edges, that pale gray that comes before sunrise. We'd been awake all night. It felt like longer. It felt like years had passed since yester
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