Chapter 3

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Chapter Three Jodie had tried sleeping in the bunk they’d given her. She had her own room with a two-tier bunk sporting clean sheets and lovely Native American woven blankets. Small sink and bathroom down the hall. She’d settled in just fine. But sleep wouldn’t come. Overtired. She was just overtired from the long drive. Still nothing. She lay there long enough to watch the moonlight shift across the bare wood wall that had seen dozens of seasons of ranch hands come through. When it lit her jacket on the back of the door, she took the hint, pulled it on, and went out for a walk. Her ears—her ear—actually popped as she stepped out beneath the light of the half moon. The silence was so deep that it was an assault on her senses. No Navy barracks. No hospital or vet sounds. No constant ru

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