Prisoners of War - Chapter 27

"Breakfast!" I awoke suddenly much like I would with a nightmare, my eyes opening sharply and raising up in my bed with a soft choke. The first thing I noticed was my head hurting, then looking around remembered the awful reality. Paul jumped off of his bed and I looked away as he dropped his shorts to use the toilet five feet away from the beds. "You better not be looking at my ass." He …

…her best to ignore it. She then heard the draw being fiddled with again, and the lights were shut off. Through all the pain and misery she had been going through recently she now held a glimmer of hope. She didn't know why but turning that down was a big deal, and for the first time in what seemed like a lifetime she was smiling as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.