Babe Heffron—a shiny new replacement to Easy Company. South Philly born, his flame of auburn hair was easy to spot in the crowded bar. You watched from afar, scowling. You weren’t a fan. Not just of him, but of all replacements. All you saw were the faces of friends you couldn’t save.

Yet, when his coffee colored eyes met yours from the other side of the bar, you couldn’t look away. Damnit. Was he walking over to you?