I haven’t seen the sky or felt wind on my face since I came to this place. But I would pass the rest of my days in darkness if I could see my wife one last time. I’ve been torn in half. The other part of me is wandering, searching . . . longing for me as I’m longing for her. I know she’s looking for me. I know it as well as I know my own thoughts. Sloane will never give up on me. And I will never stop trying to come home to her. I made a promise to her. And I always keep my promises. I miss my children almost as badly. My only comfort is that they have their mother with them and Dominik to
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