April 14, 2014
Somewhere a Clock is Ticking—Snow Patrol (4:34)
Revolution
Charlie
Her entire view of the world and how it worked had changed in an instant. Just as she learned to adapt it skewed again and then again. She wondered how many more times it would change before she just couldn't take it anymore.
Staring at him in the silence after the bomb of his past was dropped she wondered if this was that last thing that completely ruined her. He was…he was Uncle Miles! Vague memories of playing soldier with him. Of stories of heroism and valor in battle. Of smiles and laughs. Of hugs and love. They all assaulted her. He couldn't…couldn't be what they said. He couldn't be the general of the militia. He really, really couldn't. It was wrong! It had to be wrong. Those images wouldn't reconcile with that knowledge.
And then her eyes caught his. Those tormented, aching, lonely brown eyes. Clarity came with a flash and her tense muscles relaxed. Determination straightened her spine and resolve strengthened her heart.
Even the best of men could get lost sometimes. And it was up to her to bring him home. To find him and show him the way.