Tank POV
That was the best night's sleep.
Why? You may ask.
Because my girl, slept in my arms, all night, no moving an inch, not thrashing about, no crying in her sleep, this was rare, she used to cry or thrash about, every night, and even scream out, depending on what nightmare she was caught up in, but last night, or should I say, this morning, I woke in exactly the same position I fell asleep in, both of us, having a deep peaceful sleep.
I had expected my little lady to have a rough night, so much of her past was discussed yesterday, bringing deep hurts that even made me growl, and I hurt for her.
What surprised me was the mention of my Dad. He apparently was one of her Grandpa's closest friends, fished together, and went hunting together. He must have been as devastated as we were
