D.S. TOSSELL is an emotional roller coaster of a reader. She loves any kind of book that will make her laugh, make her cry and more importantly make her think. She is a nut for all things holiday. Loves to cook but cannot bake. She loves to relax and hang out with her husband and watch movie marathons. When she is not writing her newest emotionally driven book she is chasing around her two small children.

It only takes five words to drag me back to the desolate dry land of Afghanistan. Five simple words and I'm seeing the blast of gunfire behind my head. Five words and I see her drop right in front of my eyes. Five words causes me to lose myself and revert back into the soldier they made me. Five words.

"Thank you for your service"

Nightmare Warrior's MC

I run the water over the last dish and move on to the silverware. My mind has been working overdrive lately and now that Chance is gone and dad is home, it's like everything is back to normal. I'm invisible once again, the last person everyone thinks about and although it has never bothered me in the past, this time I feel truly alone with my deep thoughts.


It's been over a week of nightmares and they don't want to get better. Every single detail of the day I was taken haunts me throughout the day. I feel no peace, no calm. Nothing but panic.Chance has tried talking to me, but I give him the same dejected smile I give everyone else. I tell him that I am fine, and that everything is alright, but the truth is, I am dying inside. I feel alone, even when I am surrounded by a stream of people.


Chapter 56