Chapter 9 - Reid Tenders His Resignation From Active Military Service
Later that evening, after the federal agents had cleared the estate and the local deputies had filed their initial reports, the house finally grew quiet.
Reid sat beside me on the nursery rocking chair I had painted pale blue months ago, holding a cup of warm tea while staring out the window at the quiet Savannah lawn.
“Are you really home for good, Reid? Or is there another mission waiting for you out there in the dark?” I asked softly, my hand resting gently over his scarred forearm.
Reid turned his head, setting the tea cup down on the small wooden side table before taking both of my hands in his warm, steady grip.
“My fighting days are over, Clara; I spent three weeks in a dark cell realizing that the only battle I ever truly cared about was protecting the family I left behind,” Reid answered earnestly.
“I filed my formal retirement papers with the Pentagon this afternoon; Captain Reid Marlowe is officially a civilian as of today,” he added with a faint, reassuring smile.
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A wave of immense relief washed over my soul, knowing that the constant, gnawing fear of losing him to war was finally gone forever.
“We’re going to raise our daughter right here in this house, with the sunlight streaming through these windows just like we planned,” Reid promised, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead.
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