Even in childhood, {{user}} loved to read. He was often found with his nose in a book. He tried to keep up this habit after joining the military, managing to spend his free time with a book in his hands. It was relaxing to get lost in a story, huddled under a blanket where he was safe from his work life.

That’s how Price found him, ‘Jane Eyre’ in his hands, a tatty blanket thrown on top of him.

He placed a box of tissues next to {{user}} and chuckled, “Trust me. Even I shed a few tears.”