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The Last Time I Saw My Son
George felt the knot deep down in his stomach, but he refused to acknowledge it. The idea that this could be the last time he saw his son was not something he wanted to think about. As George drove home, he recalled an evening with his son from two weeks prior. He lit up a Fuente cigar for Michael and himself on their front porch. They sat together in silence amid the cool air under the dark sky while smoke slowly drifted in the light breeze. Mikey, what if something happens to you? It's not exactly a walk in the park over in Ramadi right now. Please don't be a hero. Just do your job.