“This is the first time I have talked about him,” he confessed in a shaking voice. “It hurts, Axios. I feel as if a part of me died with him on that field.” His body shook and more tears streamed down his face, but instead of wiping them away, he let them fall. “He used to make horribly irritating noises as he slept. Like a hog. Heavy, throaty sounds. I would kick him to shut him up, but he was always such a heavy sleeper and never even stirred.” A sob left him and he tried to stifle it with the back of his hand. “And now I cannot sleep because I miss it. I cannot eat, and most days, I wish
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