Chapter Sixteen

Mercury had fully recovered and was sent back to the Marshalls. She also came back with a new eyes aid. I was so happy she was alive and kicking. That night, we both took some natural flowers from the garden and a whiskey Asher had been saving up for dry days. Yuvonne came with us too as we set out for the war grave where the soldiers that passed on at the field were laid to rest. We took our torches and set out as we sang Asher's favorite song, Ballad of the green beret on our way. Reaching the war grave,

We searched for her stone as we saw her epitaph which bore her data; Asher Jackson. 20 years, etc.

Then we held our hands as we dropped the flowers.

Mercury started,

"Asher, you fought like it was a personal war. You gave it your all. You were brave, fearless and courageous. I know I was so scared and shaking but you patted my back and said to me. *You are more than what you think of yourself.* You have always been a great friend and although my time with you was small. I will never