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Carl Whitman had just about finished his daily shave and shower. Why do mornings have to come so early? he mused. You’d think after med school, and all kinds of odd hours at the nation’s premier hospital, he’d be used to it.

The stress of the last year and this war had taken its toll. Wasn’t his hair color near jet black just months ago? It was now salt and pepper, heavy on the salt. As he looked at himself in the mirror, there was so much sadness in his eyes that he knew would not fade.

Would his well-meaning choices really cost him everything he loved? No! It couldn’t be! Not this house, not his hospital, not the kids, not Jackie! It just couldn’t. The peace treaty would happen in a few days, everything would be okay, he didn’t risk his.…

“How about coming back to bed?” Jackie called from their bed.

Had their physical relationship really gotten better with the higher stress levels? It hadn’t in the past. The stresses related to some of his promotions had just about killed their relationship. This time it was different. The change in their relationship had nothing to do with the stress. They had become closer.

Jackie could have easily had cause to be bitter and nasty when he didn’t abandon the city like so many of the hospital staff. However, she never accused him of misplaced priorities or loving her less than the people of the capital. They understood each other, unlike at any other time in their marriage.

“I’ll be there in a sec, Jack.”