Glen stood in the dinner line waiting for it to be his turn, the military wasn’t exactly what he hoped for but than again it wasn’t as bad as he thought it was going to be either so at least that was alright. His mind had been drifting lately to his home and family, to the people he had left behind especially Madison.

The ex cheerleader had been writing him letters, which he gratefully answered, she was he only real connection to back home as everyone else was too busy with their own lives, which didn’t bother him to much. Every letter made his heart ache to be near her again, to be in school listening to her talk during lunch, he was happy that she was doing better now after learning of her diminishing mental health before prom. Which brought his train of thought to his sister; he shipped out early on so he wasn’t there for her freak outs and suicide attempt or declining into depression, he was discharged for a day or two to go to his father’s funeral and the most he saw of Spencer was the hour she stayed in the cemetery before running away.

Now he was back at the base, training harder than boot camp, he hasn’t been able to leave for almost a year now; he’d made several friends including Mike Erickson, the twenty three year old from Wisconsin Missouri. His thick black hair and piecing green eyes made him very handsome and when he and Glen were together in a bar the hotties just flocked their way.

“Yo Glen,” Mike pounced up to him, “I was talking to El Capitano and we have tomorrow night off!” he slapped Glen on the back, “You know what that means right?”

“Drinks and ladies!” Glen replied happily, sure he’d go to bars and the ladies came his way but he sent them packing after a while his mind and heart still hung up on Madison and the way she could light him on fire with a single touch. Or how her eyes burned passion when he kissed her luscious full lips, the blonde hair young man shook his head trying to clear his thoughts, one thing you learn in the military is the term sexual frustration.