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“We’re prisoners,” Sean reminded the guard. “Prisoners of your military.”
“You have never been treated as such.” Captain Hughes looked around the bar. “This festival is a celebration of you, of all of you. We pride ourselves on ou
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Whispers flew, like wild darts across the room. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say. Right then, it wasn’t my job to figure things out; it was my job to cry.
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She stood for a moment to think about what happened inside.
She had just killed her husband of twenty three years.
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[Don't try to interview me, even if you're from "Rolling Stone" — I'll just "tweet" in your face!]
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