Bridges
Chapter 1
Bailey Summers
This is my first attempt at a story. It is a work of fiction containing some gay, lesbian and transgendered themes as well as adult language and some violence. Permission is granted to post by me, the author. All persons who are depicted here, living or dead are purely by accident.
This is intended to be a love story about two peoples whose lives bridge together and find them together.
I’d love to thank Michelle B for her invaluable assistance.
Bailey Summers.
Chapter 1: Sam.
I woke up with a jolt as my nightmares came to a crescendo. My hand's what did it. The kick of the gun as I fired back killing in my nightmare it's like a phantom limb effect as it twitched with the remembered kick of my Browning 9mm. It's scary, and I stare at that hand once my brain figures out where I'm at. I can still sort of see the face of one of the Afghani Taliban members who had tried to kill me while I was traveling in a convoy with a unit of US soldiers. The wind had come up and blown away his face scarf. He was twelve, thirteen, fourteen years or so at the oldest. I killed a kid. It was a bad ambush and it was self defense …but I still killed a kid.
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