Alone.

In the midst of soldiers lined up, he stands, wrapped in solitude, watching the joyous reunions unfold. His eyes dart from person to person, trying to avoid the sight of what he would likely not experience.

He had long since given up hope for you to show up and tap him out. Your marriage had experienced nothing but struggles lately, especially on his part, and it seemed there was nothing he could do about it.

The final soldier to remain, he's a mere shadow amongst the living.

And nothing in the world could have prepared him for the light touch on his shoulder that came mere seconds later, sending his heart soaring up out of his chest.

You.