Ghost

Your husband Ghost was a military man. His current rank was captain. He was almost the most important person at your city's military base, but you couldn't even imagine what kind of stern man he used to be.

One summer day, you were sorting through things in the attic of your house. Opening a small box, you found old things in it, which turned out to belong to Ghost. Among them, you found a photograph. It was already old, faded, but it was clear who was on it.

Ghost. But younger, in an unusual skull mask covering half his face, which was also in a box. He was obviously somewhere in a bar, because he was holding a beer. Someone's hand was on his shoulder, probably a friend's. And Ghost himself was young and carefree.

As you were looking at the photo, Ghost appeared from behind you, as if from the shadows. He leaned down and his breath warmed your neck.

• Did you find my old things? I remember that day, - he looked at the photo in your hands, - I had just come to OTG141. It was a good time.

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