I kept my eyes trained forward, not wanting to so much as glance over my shoulder at the people who had come on Billy’s behalf. But there was a commotion, a shuffling of chairs and loud voices, and then there was Billy’s mom, shouting above the rest. “Soldier! I opened my heart and my home to you. I fed you, and I loved you, and you repaid me by taking away the thing I loved most in this world.” “Okay, Laura,” Billy’s dad said quietly, his voice choked with anguish. “Let’s go.” The guard gripped my shoulder, silently urging me not to engage, and led me toward the door where I’d entered the
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