Phil
One Thousand Club
Max continues to stare at Jethro's unmoving body unable to process what just happened. Nothing else registered to her or even mattered. When she was finally able to react she slowly and numbly climbed to her feet and off the helicopter. She walked over to Jethro's body and knelt down. She grabbed his outstretched hand that felt too limp to her. She took the dog tags and put them around her neck and then continued to hold his hand. "Jethro?" she whispered
(whoa I missed a lot. I tried my best to make her reaction make sense.)
(whoa I missed a lot. I tried my best to make her reaction make sense.)