OPERATION TANGOcoming soon!
They
say a baby bird imprints on the first creature it sees when it's born. I wasn't
a baby bird, but I had imprinted on Hank the moment he stood over me with his
fists raised, protecting me from playground bullies.
I
had been five.
Hank
had been seven.
He
was my hero from that day forward. If he laughed, I laughed. If he hurt, I
hurt. If he got a brain freeze from eating his ice cream too fast, my head
ached as well.
Hank
was everything.
And
then one day, he wasn't.
He
was just gone.
I
was willing to go through hell to get him back.
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