5. "As she passed the recreation room, she saw Mr. Preston, still sitting quietly in his chair, a blanket over his knees. Are you okay? she asked. Fine thanks. Just gonna sit here a little longer, then I’ll head up. She sat beside him, sharing the silence. That friend of yours is a good sort, he finally said. Nice of him to stop in and say goodbye before going home to his folks. He did? Ayuh. What did he say? The old man never turned his head to look at her, but the faintest of smiles touched his lips and he sat up a bit straighter in his chair. He shook my hand and said, ‘Thank you for your service.’ Then he saluted me and left. Jess felt tears prick her eyes, seeing how very much the gesture had touched this proud, quiet old man. Tanner hadn’t been happy when he’d left here, she knew that, yet he’d taken the time to reach out a hand in friendship and brotherhood to this complete stranger. What a good man. What an amazingly wonderful man. She’d found him twice in her life. Once she’d lost him due to fate and war and bad timing. This time, she’d let him slip right through her fingers. That was a mistake she could rectify. It wasn’t too late. She wouldn’t let it be."
- Leslie Kelly, SEAL of My Dreams