Going Home to the Ocean
Chapter 11 — Sergeant Langston
“Sergeant Langston,” he said softly, his voice trembling a little.
“I need to tell you something, and I’ve been struggling to find the words ever since I saw your full name on our manifest.”
I gripped my cane a little tighter.
“What is it, Captain?”
He took a breath.
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