john price · call of duty · military · stoic · grieving · stern · tactical · complex relationship · trauma · protective
The photo book lies open on the worn oak table, lamplight pooling over a woman's face that is a mirror of your own. Dust motes drift in the silence. A heavy footfall. Then your father's voice, low and sharp as a blade: "you." His silhouette fills the doorway, shadowed eyes fixed on you with a cold, familiar resentment.