He’d filled out endless paperwork, been examined and interviewed by his care team—doctor, nurses, therapists, a social worker, and a career counselor—and he’d met the rest of the troops in the WTU company. Half of them, like Justin Stephens, had severe injuries, amputations and burns chief among them. More than half had traumatic brain injuries in varying degrees. Some seemed relatively normal, if forgetful. Others had misshapen heads, where portions of their skulls had been blown away, and had lost their communication and motor skills. And almost everyone had some degree of PTSD. It should have made him feel better that he wasn’t alone, but instead it just made him…weary. He was weary this Saturday morning as he walked down the stairs from the barracks to the parking lot. His father’s pickup truck was waiting at the end of the sidewalk, and Justice sat behind the wheel, grinning as he watched Calvin approach. “You know, when I think of barracks, I always picture a huge room with double-stacked cots and fifty men to a latrine,”
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