And all that Jazz

To have lots of fun, to be comfortable, and to meet old friends. That seems to be the great commission for every poor sod that's sent over seas to study. His mantra upon touching home soil.

I must be different.
Very different.

"You'll be back soon" was a lie.
I never came back.
Last August, Hannah effectively took off on a sunny Saturday morning,
And never came back.

She never will.
And a small part of her is getting very used to that.