All I know is, anybody is capable of anything. Two days later, Mother called to tell me Jeff had died in his sleep. When I got home at the end of June, I had about a month before reporting for induction, during which I was free to make other military arrangements. He said he couldn’t breathe lying down anymore and was trying to find a way to sleep.
Maybe nothing. Three strikes and you're out. ' He stepped over to the wall and turned off the light that hung over the table. Just four months before, I had seen him in the Rose Garden, so full of life and strength.
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