Inside was a really nice letter informing me that I was the sole heir to a great-uncle’s estate. I’m nothing but a one-legged former Marine whose only skills are killing people and blowing up shit” “I’m not ready to get married now and, to be truthful, at this time I don’t know if I ever will be” I said to her as gently as I could. After 4 months in the hospital, almost to the day, me, my crutches, and the peg leg they gave me were released to limited duty prior to discharge and aside from checking in twice a day and reporting for 2 hours of physical therapy every day my time was my own. The food was great and the conversation light as we talked mainly about the town of Coos Bay and its history and when Lunch was over I had Lex run me back to the motel before he headed back to Mr. Seeing the look of hurt and rejection in her eyes I told her that I knew she would give
