“He’s my son,” Mike barked. “And as far as I’m concerned, I don’t have a mother anymore. Don’t call me, and don’t ever come near my family.” He walked out and never looked back.
He made one more stop—at the garage where Rick worked. When Rick saw the uniform and the look in Mike’s eyes, he started shaking.
“I should break every bone in your body,” Mike said, his voice dangerously low. “But you’re not worth the jail time. Just know that if I ever see you again, you won’t walk away.” He left Rick trembling on the garage floor.
A year later, once Martha was healthy enough to travel, the family moved into base housing at Mike’s new station. They had a small ceremony at the base chapel to renew their vows. For the first time in years, Sarah felt safe. They were a family, protected by Mike’s strength and a love that had survived the impossible.
