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“When the dust settled, the kid stopped crying.” I was sitting on the edge of my seat now, my hands in fists in my lap. Well fuck. So much for casually discussing the incident and swearing I’d moved on. He scribbled something in his notes. I didn’t even want to know what he was writing, because this wasn’t an assessment with hope. I was losing everything. “I could see a narrow point of ingress, I didn’t even think. I didn’t demand backup, I didn’t run things up a chain of command. I was the smallest on the team, but even with only being five ten it wasn’t easy to get in.” My shoulder ached, sense memory of metal tearing through my gear. “I shoved off my jacket, the helmet, and I got far enough in that the kid could see me. He was crying, but not screaming or loud, just staring at me wide eyed with silent tears, and a cloud of dust was all around us. I couldn’t breathe, all I could think was that I needed to get him out.”
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