Flightpath by Amber Addison
I always knew Seth loved me. But until that night, I never knew Seth would die for me. I think we all like to hope our husbands would do anything for us, but I was living with and watching my husband go to war for not only me, but for people he loved and for people who he would come to love. He was going to war for people who’d never appreciate him, and he did it all not expecting to be thanked or to be hon ored. He actually hated it when strangers stopped us and said thank you if he was in his camis. They used to thank me too and I never really understood it. Until now. When he served, I did my time, too.