Go away.
Get out of my head.
Yes, I know he's being sent to Fallujah. I know all about your hidden feelings. I know he's ready to force the subject.
But I have edits to finish.
I have another book lined up to write, and I can't see y'all being a whole book. Do you, really?
So . . . be quiet and go away for a little while, 'kay?
'kay.
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