An Eye for a Bullet
I grab his hand and see the old scars, but nothing new is there.
"Kicking old habits?" I ask. He grins back, dimples appearing.
"You bet," he replies.
Lastly, but not least, is Mia. Her red hair is combed back, and her soft brown eyes take me in. She gives me a hug but pulls away to get a better look at me. I'm shorter than everybody here, even Ves, who stands at 5' 6". She holds my hands and looks them over, and then spins me around slowly to see the rest of my body.
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