I have put Galland into danger; the very thing I was protecting him from has now threatened to take his life. My decisions were reckless and it has left a man lying on a bed fighting for his life. If anything bad has to happen to him, then I shall simply just fall into shattering pieces to the floor. He was there for me when life threatened to take my light away and I shall be there for him.
The doctor has just finished operating, and he is lying completely motionless. I have been the only one that is allowed to sit by his side, even if I was not, I would have still have done it. I will not allow a fellow Marine but, most of all, a friend to lay here all on his own.
As I watch his frail body lying tucked underneath the white sheets, he looks calm, too calm. I cannot help but move my ear to his mouth to listen to his breath, he is still breathing. It comforts me for just one moment.
