Clawed

All I wanted was a family.

So I surrounded myself with the only friends I've ever had and joined JROTC so I could feel the love of a family unit.

When we went to a two-week summer camp in the mountains of Kentucky, Carter Rollins, the leader, tempted me with always being desired. If I joined his Army Pride, I'd have the connections I'd dreamed of.

Yet something was mystifying about the boy with eyes like an autumn sky. Maybe it was his rugged exterior or his entrancing demeanor. When a group o...