Comfort. I thought the liquor would help me with my PTSD nightmares and memories. A few short years overseas as an Army doctor gave me a lifetime of nightmares.
Now I work as a rural doctor back in my home state of Texas. Checking on old folks at home lets me feel good again and reminds me that I can still save lives. Itâs not glamorous, but Iâm still making a difference.
If only the nightmares would go awayâĻ
There may be a light that can burn away that horrible darkness: Sienna. The beautiful ranch owner kept pursuing me, and I was so tired of pushing away any chance of happiness because of the dark cloud of my past that keeps choking me.
It turns out sheâs got a secret of her home, and it risks destroying all the happiness I thought I found.
Damn it. Iâm not ready to give up yet. Not on that beautiful, wonderful woman.