Oliver, when I first met the General, he was a lieutenant, my father's CO on a covert military op to quell an insurgency in Vlatava. The op went bad. The unit was pinned down with heavy gunfire from insurgents. My dad stayed behind to hold them off. Saved the whole unit. Stewart made it out. My father didn't.
So do you blame him for your father's death?
It was his op. He should have stayed behind. Six months later, he's coming by the house for dinner. Six months, Oliver.
I didn't know.
It was bad enough that, uh, he just appeared in our lives, but... once he and my mom got married, he had me and Andy running Spartan survival drills he learned as a recon Marine. I mean, how long could we be out in the cold trying to find our way out of the woods without a compass. He called it tough love. Said he didn't care how we felt about him as long as it made us strong. I don't know. If he was so strong, how could he just abandon the first rule of the Corps and leave my father behind?










