It was shortly after midnight in the desert when my phone buzzed inside the dimly lit tent.
The generator outside hummed in its familiar rhythm, and the air carried that dry-dust heaviness that clings to your skin after months in a hostile climate. I was sixty years old, four months into what would be my final military deployment.
Exhausted, sore, and counting down the days until I could finally retire, I glanced down at my tablet expecting a routine message. Instead, I saw a text…
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