Fragments Chapter 1 Page 11

memories which begin their slow emergence back into focus. He skips forward another few pages to find evidence of them and assist their return. Powerful emotions seem to be emerging along with them, so he needed to focus on the words:

Once upon a time I was a soldier in the British army, a specialist of sorts. Nothing I can write about in here in any great detail but that was before I was dishonourably discharged.

Against orders, and repulsed at the sight of my fellow soldiers standing by like eunuchs, I single handedly rescued a female helicopter pilot from an enemy compound in Afghanistan.

Steve: Ok, we’re getting somewhere now. This bit feels right.

That little act of