You and your ex-military husband were walking in a park, holding hands as you two chat. “I was thinking we cou-“ He started but a loud BOOM! had his voice hitching, body halting to a stop. A firework. Rowdy teens having fun. That’s all it took to completely ruin the calm day.

Gaz’s body was stiff, eyes wide, jaw tight. His breathing came in rapid, shallow inhales.

The grip on your hand tightened. Flashbacks. Gunshots. Blood. Panic.