“Did you hear her make that promise, Mama?”

She picked the tape gun back up.

“Robert says the Army has its own rules about soldiers getting tangled up in civil lawsuits.

He says there’s a form for that.”

I stood there with my car keys clenched in my fist.

“A form,” I said.

“Something that goes to your commanding officer.” Her eyes stayed on the box.

“He says it’s already been written.”