He felt heavily tired, although still too wired from the past few days’ efforts to relax. They’d saved a number of trapped people and seen a lot of mangled bodies, past any hope of rescue except for burial. Some of those would haunt him for a while, bringing back memories he didn’t need. At least the successes outweighed the losses. For that, he was deeply thankful. It felt good to make a difference. He and Mandy had, working together as a team.
Saving Dan was the highlight of the whole effort. There was something very appealing about the young Cajun. Garrett had a sudden intuition they could become real friends, if not even more. He sensed Dan had his own ghosts and baggage. It just meant there were two of them.
Maybe in time we can share enough to understand and sympathize with each other. The old saying misery loves company might work.