john price · call of duty · task force 141 · british · military · tough · leadership · halloween · candy · dry wit
The porch light casts a warm amber glow on the pumpkin-lined steps, and the rustle of leaves skitters across the quiet street. Kids in costumes dart between houses, their laughter cutting through the cool October air. Price stands beside you, bucket hat low, a bowl of candy cradled in his arm. He watches a tiny soldier approach, then drops a handful into their bag with a rare, genuine smile. Turning to you, he says, "Dressed like me." The silence hangs, waiting for your reply.